<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:12:30.377+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Malays'/><category term='Cool stuffs'/><category term='Down'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='Work related'/><category term='Funfunfun'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Sayings'/><category term='Horror Trail n BBQ'/><category term='Heartbreak'/><category term='Drunk'/><category term='Painful'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Drifts'/><category term='Shits'/><category term='Criticized'/><category term='Normal stuffs'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='Friends Forever.'/><category term='act'/><category term='Outing'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Randoms'/><category term='Resolution'/><category term='Msn Space'/><category term='Valentine day'/><category term='Muahha'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Sigh'/><title type='text'>Réndezvous Memoiré</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4734495267722298199</id><published>2007-03-24T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:14:03.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><title type='text'>Everything I could think of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Song: I wanna love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My head has been in turmoil e past 2 or 3 days. It has to be about Taufik &amp; Fahmie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ok.I will try my best not to be as biased. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I can't deny that I still love Taufik so much after what happened. Fahmie is aware that I still have feelings for Fik. He is aware its hard for me to forget him. But in the end, I cchose someone I like over someone I love. I duno what got into me, but now, all excuses isn't the solution. So now, am just confessing in this pathetic blog of mine. Gutless and ego, prevents me from saying it outright from my mouth. Fik thinks that I am cheap, and that i don't love him and that I can just forget about him so fast. Sigh.. I wudnt blame him. I .. can't and never will forget him. How much i cant show it that i still love him and that now this is my decision, i can't change it. I just wanna say I am sorry, even though it won't change a shit.. &amp; that I dunno if ever he will be waiting for me at the other end. I really do not know. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So I realised, he do still thinks of his past friends that I don't like. &amp; it strucked me, he do still think of her in particular. &amp;amp; thus, I can't do anything. I an't say anything. I just wanted to say, i am sorry, and I hope, life for him will be just fine.. *crushed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&amp; I have only myself to blame. This problem affects not just me n him, but those around me as well. I do not know what my reputation lies as. All i know, those who's clueless about a lot of things, can just rilek one corner.  Sorry once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fahmie promised me what he promised me. The only thing i hope is that, he do it as well. . Coz I am on the brink of depression myself.. Sighh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4734495267722298199?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4734495267722298199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4734495267722298199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4734495267722298199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4734495267722298199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything-i-could-think-of.html' title='Everything I could think of.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-6204144707783545271</id><published>2007-03-20T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:25:22.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Lots of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;First. School updates::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ITE Tampines is aMAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;2. MDIS; course management is a CONFIRM.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shatec, is really unknown for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Second, Love Life::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am sick &amp; TIRED of thinkin of Taufik! Fuckingly sick &amp;amp; tired &amp; tryna be perfect for him as well! Which I know in e end both can't agree on ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;2. I am sick &amp;amp; TIRED of failing rships myself. &amp; I realised younger guys are much harder to handle. Like, BIG TIME.!!! With all due respect, QUIT THINKIN AM TRYNA PLAY UR HEART LA! IF U HAVE LIKE MONEY IN E WORLD I WUD! I DO NOT WANT TO KEEP ON SAYING COZ AM GONNA BLABBER SOMETHING MORE WORSE &amp;amp; HUMILIATING!&lt;br /&gt;3. BLACKMAILING me wudnt HELP ok? Because it just shows how WEAK u can be!&lt;br /&gt;4. I am interested with this someone. But I am going much slower. I prefer that. Yes. I prefer that.... s....lo..........w... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TO ALL THOSE FUCKEN EXs THAT FUCKEN LEFT ME, GET A FUCKEN LIFE AND LEAVE ME ALONE IN PEACE! JUST BECOZ I CHGED PHYSICALLY. I HATE TO SEE U PPL COMING BACK IN MY LIFE &amp; TRY TO SLITHER INTO MY HEART BY UR MEANINGLESS WORDS! FUCKEEEEEERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Working Life::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Off the past few days due to i am sick.&lt;br /&gt;2. Work has been ok. Still cant wait for school to reopen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nothing much o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Friends Life::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have always adored my gfs that makes me smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Naqiah,Shirin,Sha,Syasya,Hui2, they all rock my life!&lt;br /&gt;3. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dear Taufik,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of ur words saying u wud like support me thruout when i wanna change but in e end, e way u treat me, dun even deserve any changed from me. U know what? I am sick and tired of all ur talking as well! &amp;amp; guess what my dearr, i hate to tell u this but i dun go for money. Even thou I do NEED, i dun go for em. I rather u do something bcoz ur willing, rather than bcoz i told u to, or my parents told u to. U can keep that $3000 and spend it on ur new WHOEVER or ur mom especially. I still have my family to support me. &amp; i do not care about whats goin to happen to us nemore coz all e future i had planned with u starts to fade &amp;amp; now i see no future for both of us. I do NOT know who is on e losing end. For what i know, u got EVERYTHIN from me from the start. U know what i mean. &amp; I dun wanna get acquainted to u anymore. Fuck it if i miss u or i longed to like get fucked. Coz thats immaterial. I can and will go on with my life &amp;amp; hopefully get over u. I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-6204144707783545271?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6204144707783545271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=6204144707783545271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6204144707783545271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6204144707783545271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/03/lots-of-things.html' title='Lots of things'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-1676363819406118508</id><published>2007-03-09T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:04:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; more updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No entries lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. Too busy with work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2. Too lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3. I have nothin much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am single now. I chose it. Details will be kept. Just to like update how am i lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Working mya ss off yea. Saturday am just oing shopping. I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lately i feel liike i dun have a fucking life. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Todae later am gonna werk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh yeah btw, I got into ITE Tampines. Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I wanted to go there but, someone is there. So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I changed my mind. I appealed RP. IF not successful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Am going to MDIS for Private Dip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than that it isn't much. Just that, lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;is full of thinkin, &amp; am worried this stressful thinkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&amp;amp; worrying gonna gimme wrinkles! YUCKY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-1676363819406118508?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1676363819406118508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=1676363819406118508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1676363819406118508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1676363819406118508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-updates.html' title='&amp; more updates'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2214954548877785058</id><published>2007-03-05T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:16:06.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COmplaints &amp; Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The fucking internet connection right now is pretty sloooow. &amp; hell friendster must be swarmed by so many people coming back from school and checking them that it got stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus i can't upload photos there just yet. &amp;amp; so pay day came. But godammit frenss told me that they haven't get e money yet. So i got a feelin i wud check it this midnite. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so I camwhored a whole lot. I am so sick &amp;amp; tired of not having any pics to upload. &amp; blogging wise, i have like nothin much to blog about my boring life. &amp;amp; i ahve been on diet lately. Its for e stomach. I DO knoe that I am skiny enuf but my food consumption is really big &amp;amp; what other guys at my work place wud say, DINOSAUR meal. Damn. The tummy grows round like am 4 months preg. Serious shit thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothin much of an update. Work has been fine. People thot I have some trouble with one of my close colleague. It was a misunderstanding. I wud say its my fault thou. I really cant wait to shop. I swear... Am gonna shocked my parents with e number of bags am bringin back home on e 10th. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Do check my updated photos on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://inalicious89.spaces.msn.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Space or i wud call it pics Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2214954548877785058?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2214954548877785058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2214954548877785058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2214954548877785058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2214954548877785058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/03/complaints-randoms.html' title='COmplaints &amp; Randoms'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2928008193252592317</id><published>2007-03-02T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:12:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hooray!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 more days to PAY DAY PAY DAY PAY DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WEE!~ Shoppe.. PLUS the $100 that daddy gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Am flying now . I swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&amp; &amp;amp;, tomorrow see ...... OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's nearin to my birthday. Legal age, please come fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PLUS, am going to get my intake results. I swear, i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;want my Management course. URGHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;UPDATE::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Opened my old friendster acc ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ADD: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cuteandfunky89@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cuteandfunky89@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://friendster.com/iqilixious"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;http://friendster.com/iqilixious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yeah.. So erm. Feel free to view. If u like happen to know me, do add me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hmm.. Period cramps was FUCK. Now better. At work yesterday was a minor fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Some colleagues were fighting about drinks. -.-" &amp; I happened to be the person they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;complained to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than that, nothing much. Just cant wait for pay day. That's just it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OH YAH! Now I finish work at 11pm. &amp; NO transport. WTf. They wanted to cut costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than that, erm nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Till then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2928008193252592317?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2928008193252592317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2928008193252592317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2928008193252592317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2928008193252592317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok.html' title='OK'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-224917717372293716</id><published>2007-02-27T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:51:32.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drunk'/><title type='text'>Hahaha. Drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok. Yesterday was my free day from work. I have to type fast as I have not yet bathe and all and am to go out to work sooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So yesterday I went out watch GhostRider. I LOVE the ghostrider instead of the real person. The GhostRider is just WICKED HOT ! Other than that nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So shir n syasya came down. PLUS DEE. Around 9 plus we sit ard. And and.. we drank.. Bacardi. We all shared money. And... I was high. Then, i dun really  recall what happend. Coz I only remember seeing Bob. &amp; his big group of frens, with my face being soo red. Like tomato. &amp;amp; some fuckers tryna get my number. &amp; DEE GAVE IT TO HIM! WTF WTF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arrghhh.. Easy. Dun reply. I only remembered the painful parts. I puked my ass off! Urgh.. I still can just taste turkey bacon n shir smelled cheese *twitch*.. I am NEVER gonna drink so heavy nemore! I remmebered my whole body became blue as the blood all ran to my head.&amp; i shivered like i was some sort like drugged. wth. Its serious big shit. E whole world was spinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;.. mom  felt things. I felt things as well.. But am not strong enough or stable enough to jusge was it just me or its really 'things'. Haiyoh! I CANT WAIT TO GO WORK LA! I mish Din,Naq,Hui2. OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-224917717372293716?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/224917717372293716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=224917717372293716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/224917717372293716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/224917717372293716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahaha-drunk.html' title='Hahaha. Drunk.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-8471897038847369544</id><published>2007-02-25T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:08:15.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muahha'/><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yesh. I am bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Had some reunion dinner on Saturday at Night Safari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It is freakingly boring. NO music. How to last the night with no fucking music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It is fun at another point as Sha.Naqiah,Hui Hui &amp; Din &amp;amp; Bob &amp; Mizi was all there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;There was gambling. Not heavy though. There was 6 jugs of Thai beer (which I didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;end up drinkin due to I HATE beer.), and ciggies *drools*. There was a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;DELICIOUS cake. I swear. End up making sductives faces while eating cake. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I shud have taken a pic of it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Music was thru handphone. Was grinding with Sha all the way. FUCKING FUN laaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Other than that. Steam boat was ok. Not delicious. BBQ was ok. It was fun. After that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;went home and all. Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Checked out Amin's EX gfs blog, I have no comments because they're 15 &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I dun rili mix around with girls that are TOO young. I hate e way they think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maklumlah I passed that phase already. One of them looked like NURYN! OMG! &amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; she's a fuckingly born in JUNE! FUCK! That is such an insult to me!! ARghh.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&amp; sooo.. Now am suppose to go and bathe. As I have to go work sooon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I SOOO have to start camwhoring!!! I am slacking! Can't slaaaack! ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-8471897038847369544?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8471897038847369544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=8471897038847369544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8471897038847369544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8471897038847369544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2146281665582036489</id><published>2007-02-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:49:46.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Msn Space'/><title type='text'>Past Life Entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just want you all to take note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have my past life entries. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is e URL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inalicious89.spaces.live.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;http://inalicious89.spaces.live.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;U oh so have to go in there and read them. It helps u a lot to catch up on my recent entries. I shall change the space to Public Mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2146281665582036489?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2146281665582036489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2146281665582036489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2146281665582036489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2146281665582036489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/past-life-entries.html' title='Past Life Entries'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-8433937617215475405</id><published>2007-02-19T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:12:09.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sigh'/><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;For currently, My tears are falling too freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ex boyfriends call me selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am sorry ex bfs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am selfish for one reason, and that is to save myself from being too hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; you, I am scared too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I have feelings too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I fear to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I am also madly in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I am not perfect either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I give some thought to u too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I give in too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I love to cuddle &amp; snuggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I meant every 'I LOVE U's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like you, I have doubts too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;BUT i am NOT like u when it comes to the type of person I am. I back my feelins up. I pull u up when ur down. Be there for you when others let you be. Cry with you, smile with you. I dun go charging ur feelings when ur down. I dun go saying," u deserve it very much," and make everything bad for u to see. I make u see positive things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But,. I learnt in this world, that reality is just harsh. Not everyone realise small details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am like DAMN sorry Mr.EX bfs. Because I am brought up in a background whreby MY family supports me in everything I do and MOM taught me not to depend too much on guys. Take it or leave it. Coz u guys have one in common. U VERBALLY ABUSE me. And thats not a respect I am spose to gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Look. It takes two hands to clap. I say sorry. I make it up if ever i do nething wrong. Coz thats just my motto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But I have run away from too much stuffs now. And even if I am to turn back. I really don't know where to start. Forget it. I give up on love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-8433937617215475405?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8433937617215475405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=8433937617215475405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8433937617215475405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8433937617215475405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4149238769303023172</id><published>2007-02-16T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:34:11.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine day'/><title type='text'>Watch,Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYI7otdZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qf5DoxvHWU8/s1600-h/DSC05486.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031813962894505362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYI7otdZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qf5DoxvHWU8/s320/DSC05486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYJLotdaI/AAAAAAAAABU/MGMoxvsDFkU/s1600-h/DSC05484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031813967189472674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYJLotdaI/AAAAAAAAABU/MGMoxvsDFkU/s320/DSC05484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYJbotdbI/AAAAAAAAABc/gUAl4Av9Z-s/s1600-h/DSC05517.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031813971484439986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYJbotdbI/AAAAAAAAABc/gUAl4Av9Z-s/s320/DSC05517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;COOL watch Right???!! I LOOOOOOVE E WATCH! ITs MINE ALL MINE! An original Jacobs Watch. Woweee! (Although i Still crave for Guess watches. I like design watches.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well too bad IZAT! ITS MINE! MUAHAH! LOl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sad2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;WEll updates for valentine day. End up spending valentine day working. yes. Work. Its not that bad. It was boring. I SWEAR! Boring. Not because I saw couples. Because I had nothing much to do. Just stand there like an idiot waitin ferppl to go and clear the plates. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Though i shall tell you e tree presents that i got there.  E pinky candy like is from KASHA! She is oh so uber sweeeet! There's something inside though. I liek e wrapper to be there as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Second one that looks like a paper bag is from dear Evelyn! It was her last dae thoug :( She got a better job somewhere. Haiyah. Thankiu Evelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Third one, e rose.. Some secret admirer. It just happen to be in my locker. I wonder who .... But to that secret admirer of mine. Thanks very much :) Am flattered. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Other than that, erm nothin much ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4149238769303023172?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4149238769303023172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4149238769303023172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4149238769303023172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4149238769303023172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/watchvalentine.html' title='Watch,Valentine'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RdSYI7otdZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qf5DoxvHWU8/s72-c/DSC05486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-3938632382685182689</id><published>2007-02-13T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:52:27.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;[Hook - Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the special way I feel when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gon' always be together baby that's what you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1 - Bow Wow (Ciara)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don been with different kind of girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I don seen em all but ain't none of them at all (like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don seen the best of the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby still I ain't impressed cause ain't none of them at all (like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know how I feel when I chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm seen with a girl then she gotta be just (like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby that's the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got no choice but for me to keep it real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when we first got together started hanging out you was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeptical at first had to figure out if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the kind of guy to try to dog you out but I ain't that kind of guy you tried&lt;br /&gt;to make me out You found out when you turned into my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed them other brothers how to treat a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you drive when I ride that Mercedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't trippin or actin shady cause baby you kno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook - Bow Wow &amp; Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you dun showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the special way I feel when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gon always be together baby that's what you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2 - Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I think about you (I cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ride when you call when you come I (ride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a-mazing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till i see you,(I wanna be with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time you're out on the road (I make a trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I'm doing a show (Don't you forget)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm your (main chick) Who got that (game chick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and the (same chick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one you can hang with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook - Bow Wow &amp;amp; Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the special way I feel when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gone always be together baby that's what you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3 - Bow Wow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay when you hit the mall pop tags spend a few g's (jazin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the runway to a new season (season) It ain't nothin it's you the one I care for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I ain't doing enough that's when I share more (share more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you this give you that what you need love (love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I got it holla at me if you need love (love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And affection cause i'll be your protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard job but i'll do it to perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell that I ain't tryna let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get with you when I can so that's how I let you kno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you be trippin cause sometimes I gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you the first one I hollared to right after my shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was trippin in a sense I was tense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my body loose around you what imma do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get it together say whateva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I met you my life seems so betta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook - Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the special way I feel when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gone always be together baby that's what you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bow Wow &amp;amp; Ciara]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the special way I feel when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gone always be together baby that's what you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-3938632382685182689?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3938632382685182689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=3938632382685182689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3938632382685182689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3938632382685182689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-8163021462702348879</id><published>2007-02-13T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:47:18.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drifts'/><title type='text'>Drifting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Drifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I feel. We have been drifting. Be it. Whatever reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;When am putting myself in ur shoes. I can only think of some reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;1. Maybe because of your accident, ur trying to get mentally prepared that ur gonna get hurt by me. I do not know why U haven't been trustin me lately. Truthfully. I am hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;2. U will be thinking I found some other Mr.Right in my life. I haven't. Many guys still suits in my criteria but those criterias didn't get thru my heart. I do NOT know who will end up being my husband even thou i wud just wish it's u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;3. Maybe because lately, we haven't had our phone calls. Rarely msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;4. Maybe because, u have been too occupied with ur frens too. I shall understand you need ur space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;5. Maybe because, I am too busy with work myself and after ur accident, ur pretty too free urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;6. Maybe... just maybe.. U had found ur Ms.Right. Or just an interlude with someone. Though I know whats ur ans, I just wish, really2 wish, someone could convince me in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sadly. I had to put this entry in. Because u meant a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-8163021462702348879?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8163021462702348879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=8163021462702348879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8163021462702348879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8163021462702348879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/drifting.html' title='Drifting'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-8925789712847016902</id><published>2007-02-12T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T03:00:19.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I AM STILL pissed. &amp; I feel like criticizing n degrade sumone's Integirty and Pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OOOF! Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am supposed to like wake up earlier coz am to go Clinic to get my Typhoid &amp; Influenza Jab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But i woke up late &amp;amp; didn't bathe straight away and just hung around the com for the whole day. Told ya working was a good idea for me. Or else i will be dead bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Things to expect tomorrow at work: Christine will be there. Roy will be there. These fuckers that make our lives miserable. Get ready for the fucken cutleries wiping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Valentine's day coming. Normal me. I dun celebrate Valentine's day. Although deep down urge i really want to get some surprises. Anyone will do. Wednesday , things to expect is that. . Couples will be all over. Flowers, teddy bears, presents. Workplace will be having some couples. Reservations shud be booked. (Am so gonna kill Elizabeth and Alex for saying to book me &amp; Din a table.) Other than that, its work. Jab sessions. Wednesday -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today is boring. Yesh. Boring. Normal. Boring. Cant see Hui Hui on Sun &amp; Mon :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-8925789712847016902?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8925789712847016902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=8925789712847016902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8925789712847016902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8925789712847016902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/buzz.html' title='Buzz'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-347928036698572025</id><published>2007-02-12T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:14:03.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randoms'/><title type='text'>Copycats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hate Followers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And this is oh so obvious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HELLO LADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A note from ME to YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GET A FUCKEN LIFE! Stop copying other people's blog ideas. This is serious not cool shit man. Even copying the same NAME? Wtf. Ur so not cool that to a lot of people ur lame and ur getting on a lot of people's nerves! Yes u have e right to choose but wth. U have no rights to like copy! COPY!!! I shud tell my frens to like Copyright every single shit n words they used from u! U immature good-for-nothing-thinking-ur-cool-with-e-same-name-n-blog-style BRAT! U have NO ORIGINALITY! EVEN e same way of tryna portray urself!WTF are u n who are u tryna prove? THAT ur oh so bloody good? Get a fucken life bitch! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET A FUCKEN LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. GET A FUCKEN LIFE. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GET A FUCKEN LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. These words shall be repeated. ONce more. Coz knowing u. U rili gimme surprises thats pure CRAP n BULLSHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Updates. Saturday was pure shit for me. We were short of like 6-7 staffs and knowing the crowd will be super duper big. Serious shit. I was shagging myself out. NOt literally SHAG but racing everywhere to get every shit done. Lucky Christine nor Roy nor Esther was there. It was muchh better without them. All i know was that , that day was a lil cock up. New staff was there and they got all the wrong orders and stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sunday was ok. Sunday was some celebration with my Uncle on my dad's side. End up playing Red Indian, 21, Poker and Heart attack &amp; stress. It was freaking FUN! I shud try it with e others soon. Other than that, Lotsa ppl miss me i guess. at work. muahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mr.Fik is currently erm. Sleeping. He slept early. Hui Hui shud be sleeping. Bob ajak lepak just now. But am having headache. Din sleep. Sha sleep. naqiah Sleep. Izat sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ALL SLEEP! ALOONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-347928036698572025?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/347928036698572025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=347928036698572025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/347928036698572025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/347928036698572025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/copycats.html' title='Copycats'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4114984701117283223</id><published>2007-02-08T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:17:22.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool stuffs'/><title type='text'>4 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;4 days of NO entry. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Benn as usual. Busy workin. Except on Monday. I was off on Monday. Mr.FiQ was in the hospital. O.o.. Had an accident. Sigh. Teeth broke. Yeah. Scary shit. At least he's ok now :) Wee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;All right. Nothing much of an update. The only updates I can give u is about work. Since I work almost everyday, now my life is mostly work (to think that I have really no fucken life). And I plan to work fer e next few years PLUS schooling. -.-" [] Yeah. So as far as i know, I am waiting for my pay. How much I really earn. I got a feeling I am earning roughly 500++ since I have CPF cut off. Pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Results gonna be out tmr at 2 pm. I am pretty anxious. Still. I can't wait to go school. Hell. I really cant wait to go school. I NEED to school. N refresh this fucken rusty brain of mine. Hell. Countdown to next off : 2 more days! Wee~~ AND uncle's birthday celebratioon! Cant wait cant wait! At last FREE from woooork! And MONDAY not werkinnng! Hooray2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ahhh Shirin's home. Yay! Shirin is hereeee. Shirin is heerrree! I miss u darling!! PLus HUi Hui too. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ok for now thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4114984701117283223?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4114984701117283223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4114984701117283223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4114984701117283223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4114984701117283223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/4-days.html' title='4 days'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-8064216977033753172</id><published>2007-02-04T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:17:22.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck'/><title type='text'>ASJbke bfeu bf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;FUCK LAA!! I JUST WROTE A FUCKING LOOONG ONE! WTF?! I PRESSED WRONGLY FUUUUUUUUUUCK LAA! CIBAI! NOW ALL VANISHED THIS IS FUCKING FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I jus wanna say that i love MR.TAUFIK LAA! AAAAARGHHH BIGNIT S LA SIAL!!!!!!!!! SAHFIHUJKEH IG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-8064216977033753172?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8064216977033753172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=8064216977033753172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8064216977033753172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/8064216977033753172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/asjbke-bfeu-bf.html' title='ASJbke bfeu bf'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-3038276077145645072</id><published>2007-02-03T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:04:09.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sayings'/><title type='text'>Oh So Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Now to come to think of it. I am soo regretting being in F&amp;B line.l I rather work where it is BORING but not as tiring. Man am so not gonna give a fuck about this place am working at till my  birthday. When my birthday's here, Am so gonna work sumwhere that pays 50-80 per day. Slaughtering myself withthis work isnt worth a $5/hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And so 1 week working here, got well with the people there. Erm. Racist MOFOs are the supervisors (except e Indian lady) and the fucked up Roy. Yes. Fucking fucked up. Actually I really dunno. He seem nice to me. I tink. Argh fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lately I can't even talk to Tuafik well. He busy. I busy. Off days are different. WTF. This is a real bummer. I tend to get really cranky when ppl call me at night. I swear I have never been like that. I got a feelin i was cranky to him lately coz he keeps comin back home late.And seriously pissed. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Today working. Later on. E only reason I can look forward to work is becaue today Din is here. E funny one. Other than that, I cant say I am lookin forward to work. That is also if Din is working at e same station with me. If buffet, and me dining, a whole different story. PRADEEP IS IRRITATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-3038276077145645072?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3038276077145645072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=3038276077145645072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3038276077145645072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3038276077145645072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-so-tired.html' title='Oh So Tired'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4116994882381453425</id><published>2007-02-01T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:59:39.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shits'/><title type='text'>Past few days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wanna put an entry for these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well yesterday was the mathch Singapore vs Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;It was pretty amusing to me expecially the part when SIngapore gotta do the penalty kick. Haha. Thailand actually wanted to forfeit. No offence n No favouritism but Thailand's sportsmanship seriously isnt there. Its really frustrating 10 mins e stadium jeered at em coz they didnt want to plae. Wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wanna list down the frens i know from my workplace. Hui Hui,Kasha, Ray, Hui Ping,Jasmine,Shan(abang),Pradeep,Din,Naqiah,Nurul, Fifi, Bibik, Sheikh, Hai Lun, Vanessa, Elayne. Ok. This is getting oh so frustrating. I am never good in remembering names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And so work was tiring. Not ony the legs, but the hands. I am like to carry 15 glasses at one go. My goodness. I really thot my ligament wud tear. Other than that work past few days had been pretty normal But when Din not around sad sia. Boring. That is also if he's stationed together with me. If he's  buffet is obviously he'll be busy and I will be busy with the Dining. Haha. Funny la he. Shan is a really good big bro. He's there to protect me and help me. I love him a lot laa! (as a bro). Since i dun have a big bro. Pradeep is IRRITATING! Arghh! E girls are fine. Easy to mingle with except Nurul. But Nurul's fine. Even though she abit arrogant at ferst after a while she tend to talk.Mike &amp; Bibik is COOL la. They're like damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh yeah. Shir just touched down early this morning. I miss her already :(  Sadly. Hopefully she enjoys her stay there and pray that she'll be fine and in one piece when she gets home soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;O results will be coming out this 9th Feb. Its good am not THAT nervous. Coz roughly i get to plan everything out oredi if anythin happened or somethin. Well my plans are my own for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;After that nothin much. Oh oh ohya! I didnt know Salleh worked at Pizza Hut sembawang! I was like OH my god. He's there. HAHAH. I was tryna not to laugh my ass off sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I nearly lost my voice for now. I miss mom.Ibu. I hardly see her nowadays. AND i love her still alot. AND i have been busy. Busy with all these shits of mine. I really miss her. Haishh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Other than that. It isn't much entry i shud put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4116994882381453425?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4116994882381453425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4116994882381453425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4116994882381453425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4116994882381453425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/02/past-few-days.html' title='Past few days.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2385595808760842534</id><published>2007-01-31T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T03:23:26.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down'/><title type='text'>Haish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mood: Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I dunno why. Am just down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Down. Yesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lately been busy workin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So nothin much update. Even though many things happened at work. But wth. Work is just pure work. N i shll not say am pissed. Am just down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2385595808760842534?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2385595808760842534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2385595808760842534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2385595808760842534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2385595808760842534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/haish.html' title='Haish'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-1549952870493899373</id><published>2007-01-27T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:24:09.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Townie Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WARNING: Due to the nature of what happened, this content may get a bit dirty and is RESTRICTED to be read to those who understands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Woohoo. After a long few weeks of not having REAL fun(aside when ur on e bed or something :p), I went out with Shirin today and had fun. Had 1 problem. It was that I had no money for EZ-Link and some food money. So my dear kind baby boy gave me $20 to spend. Thank you bucuk. Pity him he had to work today as well :(. He's still not feeling quite good. At least he's ok now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So.. Met Shirin under her block at 4 pm. Straight went to Lavender to stop by and meet Syasya(which she did not even folloe us &gt;.&gt;). After chatting awhile and like having a bit of fun with her, me &amp; Shirin went to walk to Bugis area to go to Miss Clarity Cafe. We arrived there around 7 plus pm and e queue was pretty long. Soooooo after waitinfor lik 15-20 mins,(i thank God i wasn't alone coz if i was, i wudhave given up queueing by then)we got our seats near the cashier area. Ordered our food and all (e place isn't halal. So i just wanted chocolates), and waited. We ate &amp;amp; ate &amp; ate till we really got bloated. By the way, i LOOVVEEE! the customer service there coz its like so cool ah! They were damn friendly and very polite. Second, their chocolate was fucking heavenly! I actually melt with one bite ofit. Especially their chocolate brownie. mm YUM YUM! We got ourselves bloated. We paid and went out, that was 9:27pm then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Shirin was too bloated(so was I). She had some stomach pains. Me too Mine wasn't THAT bad as hers. Really. She kept sucking my pain in the train. So i had to get away from her a while. She can't control the pain when we were reaching Yishun. We alighted at Yishun and she straight ran for e toilette. Waited fer her like 15 mins and we went to queue up fer a cab. It was raining(or is it IS ?)so e queue was pretty long. Waited n waited when its our turn, we saw 1 cab that isnt a normal cab. The one that charges a bit more. So we were praying we didnt have to ride that one. So it was confirmed we didnt have to ride that one. When we looked behind, guess what we had to ride. A volkswagen taxi &gt;.&gt;. That charges  a lil bit more than the first one. OOF! i was like damn! Haha. So we got back safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I straight went for e toilette and omg. Shitted a lot! LoL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.s Tomorrow I have to go for an interview at Zoo as they called me just now. At 10 am o.O. too early. Second, 7pm going stadium to watch soccer. Can't wait! Ole Ole Ole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-1549952870493899373?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1549952870493899373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=1549952870493899373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1549952870493899373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1549952870493899373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/townie-day.html' title='Townie Day'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-6784529978257205528</id><published>2007-01-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:52:24.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>In need of new font size.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YES! I need new font size. This is a total cock  up font that i had been using. OMG. I must not change it much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;UPdates fer today. Didn't go out whole day. Cooked some soup. Baby boi is still sick. Pity him. Next Friday pay will not be as much eh baby ehh.. Its ok. Muah! U can buy my game next time :D I still love u la for buying me my helmet!! Wee~ Other than that... he has not been feeling well lately. Notti him. Told hiim to get some medicine macam malas kadagn2 die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happiest day was when I got to cook for him! Yay2! Cook for him! Other than that upcoming event, Friday going out with the girls. Going town. Saturday going to watch soccer at Kallang Sg vs Msia with Nad and some old frens Wee~. Too bad :( Baby boi cant tag along. Haishh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than that nothin much. Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-6784529978257205528?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6784529978257205528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=6784529978257205528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6784529978257205528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6784529978257205528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-need-of-new-font-size.html' title='In need of new font size.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-3980177805326256194</id><published>2007-01-22T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:29:30.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funfunfun'/><title type='text'>1 week elapsed period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes. 1 week. No entry. no nothin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well I will tell what are the memorable ones that i've been thru thou. It's easier fer me to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haven't get a job yet. Not even once. Basically coz i didnt go to any interview recently. And sometimes I have to be like what. 18 to be in the job. And 18 is only a few months away. Yes yes. an't wait to turn 18. ok updates on memorable dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last friday, went out with Mr.Taufik (lol) for a date. yesh yesh. I can't be bothered to dress up so I just wore my Giordano tee and jeans and brought along my bag. Was early. Brought Q.Q along. She was being all whiney n spoilt on me. So he arrived. He bought me a new HELMET!!! WEEE! And i have cat's ears oredii! Wee! Haha. I wass sooo hepi....! Planned to go Yishun. But it was raining. So we stopped by Causeway for a while. Check the movie times and then went back to e car park. A big group of Chinese guys was looking2 and sitting around. I got a feeling that they thought am a pure chinese (tell ya why later). So i got on fik's bike and off we go to Yishun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Halfway there it was drizzling a bit. So we book our tix to blood diamond then we went to get some late lunch. After finishing, it was raining realy heavy. We had to run to GV. I was partly drenched. But well. At least my hair was ok. Then we watched e movie. E movie was 2 hour and a half. Damn. By the time e movie finishes, we still had time to go Sembawang shopping centre to get some food. Stopped by fik's workplace for i dunno what. Just waited outside pizza hut. waited fer em to smoke and stuff then went to Rubinah to eat. yesh. iwas full! Still had time, we went back to Causeway point to buy me an envelope. So we went to Popular. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After that, I had to go to Shir's house. So baby boy dropped me off at her house. So sweet. Love u bucuk!Muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then e whole night was me and shir's night. It was fun though having her around! Teehee..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-3980177805326256194?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3980177805326256194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=3980177805326256194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3980177805326256194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3980177805326256194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-week-elapsed-period.html' title='1 week elapsed period'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-1397218733809242055</id><published>2007-01-15T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:37:47.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had been camwhoring . I won't say lately. Just now. Well It was soo cool and it feels damn cool to start camwhoring again! I mean am not busy or nething. And am stil tryna find a job. So am too free. Camwhoring ROX! Ok.  Nothin much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy is currently sending Boboi to groom him. Lil bro playing com. Maid sleeping. Mom work. Nini school. And me. Chattin and doing absolutely nothin really. Tryna checkk out CS 2 brushes. And well. Still polishing up on editting. Erm. I miss Diana. Yes. I miss her. Oh well. I miss Shirin and Syasya a lot. I miss like almost everyone. I miss going to school. I cant wait fer my results. Coz i wana go back school. Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-1397218733809242055?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1397218733809242055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=1397218733809242055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1397218733809242055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1397218733809242055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/random-stuffs.html' title='Random Stuffs'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-650278271684007670</id><published>2007-01-12T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:07:56.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbreak'/><title type='text'>Loving u is more tears than joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The moment of truth will soon come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear. And am not gonna tolerate anymore of this nonsense from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo may have blinded me. But I guess those who cared for me more, Isn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;blinded by you. Somehow, I thank God for not waiting fer you with open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;arms and this illusion till you make a big fucke up mistake of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Coz I dun wanna come and runnig back to you anymore. I have enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;of you taking advantage of me in a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sexual&lt;/span&gt; way even though am your gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;From the moment you gave me that couldn't care less attitude on our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANNI, our ANNI mind you, a whole lot of what i think of you changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just have enough of you. I just haveenough of you treating me that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, on your part, yes i do think of what you've done for me and all. Mom said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;doing for me is just another thing. But if you do soething for me and not giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;me happiness. Its just a darn shame that it meant ur not meant fer me. Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;now that i've think i thru. I think it all made sense. I can never tolerate someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;not respecting me despite getting what you got. Too bad huh. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am slowly backing away from you my dear. Coz no matter how much i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't forgive you. I will never forgive you for this. Am not any other girl. And I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;know, I do deserve better treatment than just empty promises like yours. Its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;always nice to listen them on ur lips but its just bitter when I realise they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;just w-o-r-d-s. I thank you for Q.Q. She is all that I have left of you. Its fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like all my ex, am sure time will heal me and soon I will get over you. I really want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you forever. But I know. We will never lst. And after 2 years. U will never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this part of you. And I shall not prolong this rship. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-650278271684007670?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/650278271684007670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=650278271684007670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/650278271684007670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/650278271684007670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/loving-u-is-more-tears-than-joy.html' title='Loving u is more tears than joy.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-161822415883454623</id><published>2007-01-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:50:42.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malays'/><title type='text'>January Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ahh... Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I know. I am aware that I have not been updating here much. Just a lil update here and there will keep the suspicion on and also my life won't be so boring . Unless, I have such so many mishaps or happiness, (well apparently, humans like to see each other's mishaps). My topic for today, Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Malays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Note: This entry are in General and it's from my view of life and resources that had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I would define malays (with all my 17 years living), full of surprises. And I didn't realise that they're the worse until I read the newspaper. Malays locked up, this and that after one another. Some of them are so stupid. Really. They bet their freedom just for some chocolates,bags,t-shirts or any branded goods that at most merely costs 50-a few hundreds. Price to pay : Lock up for years. What e fuck? That's just fine you know. When they end up in lock up, they dun blame themselves. They blame the government or some others that influenced them. WTF?! This is a fucken EGO or some fucked up pride that malays have huh? Damn. I really pity these people. Self realisation is really important. I want to emphasize on parents influence on their child too. Sometimes, I dun rili blame the child of what they become. But I just hope as they grow up, they mature and make sure they know what's right and what's wrong.TYPICAL parents nowadays knows only things like, marry off their children quickly, have a so-so life(which means no motivation.just enough to eat. no back ups.), pray too much to God without doing anything. Yeah. Hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I come to accept that Malays are slow learners but they have a far more better capability. One thing that made them look bad : Lazy. Procrastinate. Yes. That's what made Malays slow down. On the other hand, Malays are good with their hands than their facts. They're not born stupid. They're not born dumb. God is fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;To think of it. Looking at the rate/stats of babies before marriage, the Malays has the highest rate. *bows down* Wth. I shall blame it to the guys for this part. Because if you know that you dun want a baby, and you know that you can't control or do not know when those semen are going to ejaculate, then fuck WITH a CONDOM. God. even condoms arent safe. SO DO NOT FUCK just WANK! And to those girls(&amp; guys) who fucked with several, GET A FUCKING HIV TEST DAMMIT! U wudnt want to have a prefect life afterwards knowing you passed HIV to ur beloved WIFE and CHILD in future! Sigh. Whats with e world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;With all due respect, Malays just have to get a life. I know I am a Malay myself. But i dun do fucked up shits like you kind of people do dammit! Coz i Have a life and a goal to go for! Fuck e drugs assholes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt; had to act out for Dee's school project. It's to be a 8-10 min show. Took two days to finish it. It was frustrating. I swear. I had one scene to do. But e lines and e actions are much more. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-161822415883454623?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/161822415883454623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=161822415883454623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/161822415883454623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/161822415883454623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-update.html' title='January Update'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2072165402613182673</id><published>2007-01-01T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:55:48.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>New Year Thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I had the most boring New year celebration ever. The only thing that's good was spend time with my girl pal and watch the fireworks over at esplanade. Other than that it SUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I didn't get to enjoy with Fik. And he was upset. We ended up arguing for a bit. And we cleared things out now. Went to Causeway Point just now. He bought fer me C&amp;K slippers(coz i really need new slippers). Sweeeeeeet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Resolution for 2007!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. Get a car license by Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;2. Get a car by late Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;3. Get a fucken job asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;4. Make sure my bro &amp; sis stop making noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;5. Clear all my tiny face pimples on my right cheek! (frust)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;6. Learn Mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;7. Get into a club after 18 and be a good girl after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;8. Learn how to cook another 7 new dishes (since its 2007).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;9. Be a good girl fer HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;10. Save enough money to go study abroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Uh huh. That much. Need those. Am not confident I could go to Poly thou. Hah. So yeah. I have to like get mentally prepared for all this. And I have to start being independent too. I cant be depending on my parents or Fik much. They have to save up too. I love them with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So now, that's just about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.s My blisters hurts like hell. New shoes i wore yest :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2072165402613182673?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2072165402613182673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2072165402613182673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2072165402613182673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2072165402613182673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-thingy.html' title='New Year Thingy'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-2896015950497927727</id><published>2007-01-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:44:42.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New YeaR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;   2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Better greet this before its too late :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-2896015950497927727?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2896015950497927727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=2896015950497927727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2896015950497927727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/2896015950497927727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New YeaR'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4671015900038675660</id><published>2006-12-28T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T03:43:33.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painful'/><title type='text'>Escalator accident. Maluuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I had the most painful experience today. Very painful. Serious shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Went to Causeway Point to eat and stuff and look around. It was raining. So I had to be extra careful with the way I walk so I wont fall. The last t hing on my mind is falling down. Serious shit. So when i wanted to go Basement, *Kerplunk!* It was so damn fucking loud. It was so crowded. That everyone nearby was loking. Even the security Guard was looking. Luckily one aunty in front of me helped me up. If u know me, I am the kind who tend to lift myself up. But i was too stunned that I needed someone to help me up. Trust me. With the pain and all, u dun even cre if u were paisey or not. All i wanted to do was cry. Coz it was fucking painful. Damn painful. I cried after that. I cried like one baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Goth ome and all. Mom,dad,sis,bro,shir,syasya,Fiq &amp; iKah was shocked. It was really scary uh the scars. I shall put the picture here ok? So after that nothing much. Mom put some oil on it and stuffs. Am fine now. Just that my elbow joint is really painful. But I still can move my hand around. *Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RZLMoUDqYsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bQgaxIsyvM8/s1600-h/pain.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013294328167686850" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="195" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RZLMoUDqYsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bQgaxIsyvM8/s320/pain.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The worse scars any girl could get. Unfortunately its me :'( SOBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4671015900038675660?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4671015900038675660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4671015900038675660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4671015900038675660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4671015900038675660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/escalator-accident-maluuu.html' title='Escalator accident. Maluuu'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RZLMoUDqYsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bQgaxIsyvM8/s72-c/pain.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-1948202491656573673</id><published>2006-12-27T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T03:09:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I found my blogging pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I happen to always use the word 'so'. I have no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Updates n updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall start for today's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Having a celebration for Shir's lil sister.I promised her that I'll come down with lil bro and accompany her. We planned to go swimming but it was raining the whole day. We changed the plans to Movie, dining andd then games. We watched Night At The Museum at 1640Hrs. Yeap2. Apparently, a fren of mine was working at the ticketing counter and got some stuffs free. Nyeheh. After that when the time comes, we were to sit all the way 3rd front. My head hurts. Not very but yeah. It still hurts. The show was all right. But well, its still for kids. Rating goes : 3/5. Coz its not as amusing as i thought. After that, when we wanted to go out, thw whole place was so crowded like shit. Like worse than Year-End-Sale. We made outr way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dining was at Sakura. Wanted to go Pizza but I had pizza the last few days. And getting a bit got enough of it. Sakura was ok. Ordered those kinds that we ate. Oh yeah btw, forgot to add that Shir's cousin was there too.  Afdal &amp; Mimi was there. They were funny. I had fun teasing them. So Sakura was at Northpoint. After dining, Syasya came along just to drop by for a few mins.She had soome work to do. Back to the main thing . We went Timezone to play games. Me &amp;amp; Mimi end up playing House of The Dead 4. WAHAHA. We managed to go thru Chapter 5!! WEEEEEEE~ Chapter 5!!!!!! Haha. But I died when fighting e last king. Damn it!!!!!!!!! I could have helped Mimi!! Mimi!! Let's play another game sooon! WAHAH! So we went to Swensens after that to eat some ice cream (duh!) . Ordered what we wanted. And shir's lil sis became all cranky and all. I talked to her, and she was just ok. She enjoyed most of her time(hopefully). We went home after that just bout everywhere and realised all exits were closed except ferSwensen's exit. Damn. Took a cab home. And tadah. Am home now. Haha. My lil bro enjoyed his day. Am glad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other than that. Waiting fer HIM to come baaack. Cpt laaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-1948202491656573673?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1948202491656573673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=1948202491656573673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1948202491656573673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1948202491656573673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-stuffs.html' title='Some stuffs'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4332223313519883514</id><published>2006-12-23T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:29:22.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Over on tha East</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I am over at Bedok. Ok. Bedok. My baby sitter's area. Baby sitter since baby. Now no of course. To me, they're like my family. Now, they are all married, the mom is old now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The reason am here is because I miss them and it is also because Mama (the mom) is going back to Indonesia soon. This 27th. So me and my lil bro is spending some time here. Just for today till tomorrow evening. Hmm. Well well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just realised that, East side has lots of crazy pscyho racist fuckers. In the bus 225, green plate,this indian man, was spouting lotsa nonsense. And I hate my blog to be too full of really bad stuffs. because I hate to be racist. That's one. And this man was practically dissing chinese, malays and MY RELIGION! WTH! He said this shitty thing ," Kalau Singapore Kena bomb, melayu cine sume mati ah!  Kita india la yang masih Hidop! Apa dah Melayu satu hari mati ah. Sumua skali ah! Kita orang India tgk Melayu Gadoh Melayu Kita ketawa la. Mak Kao peh Puki ah Melayu! Cine apa guna! Cine pon mati ah! Cine jgn nak byk besar mana la!" etc etc. Apologies to those who are malay illiterate. Coz on the bottom line, its just racist.  Though I have to admit about Malays fighting the Malays. It's pretty true. but other than that, all of that are shitty racist remarks. Damn. I was on the verge of calling the police! Luckily he alight first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No updates. Aside from that. Upon arrival, the kids scampered all over me. Hugging me tugging me pulling me down. So i had to entertain them. Overall, 2 lil girls age 3-4 and 2 boys one age 2 another one age 5 or 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Til lthen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4332223313519883514?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4332223313519883514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4332223313519883514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4332223313519883514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4332223313519883514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/over-on-tha-east.html' title='Over on tha East'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-4085355906984715012</id><published>2006-12-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:20:16.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends Forever.'/><title type='text'>Boredoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Past few minutes or 1 hour, been chatting with Shir,Syasya &amp; James (SHir's Beloved). It was fun seriously. We crapped around. I had never enjoyed chatting to my girls this much nor any other friends for that matter.They really spice up my life. Seriously big time. I love them la. I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To review back all my girls that I had been mixing around with was, erm, quite a number. I am now reflecting back. Ok lemme see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Back all the way to Primary 1. If i can remember any year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Primary 1 was, Hidayah. She used to hate me. God knows why. After a fren of mine talked to her, she became real close to me throughout everything. Primary 2 was, Marliyana. Many guys liked her because she's really cute and fair that time. She had to move house &amp; transfer school a year after that.  Primary 3 was some losers.I stilll can't believe I was part of their clan. Some minah wannabes. But back then wasnt minah, it was gang &gt;.&lt;. i WAS a loser DAMMIT. It was Nadia,Lina,Fara &amp; erm. I forgot one more. Or was it just 4 of uss? I dun rili remember. They are the worse. Primary 4 was erm, shit i forgot her name. But we were practically so close that i followed her and her fam to a chalet before. HeeHee. Pri 5 i transferred school to Ping Yi sec. So over there, had quite a few good frens. But I feel really bad for giving bad tantrums on 2 of my gfs. They were so good to me. Haiyah. The previous friends before those two were quite. fucked up. but nevertheless, we are still in contact. Coz well, to think back, we were young. So haha. It was funny. Pri 6 merged with Fengshan so it became Fengshan Pri. My best frens were, erm, I dun quite remember. . I think e same i think, or erm different. ARGH whateveer. I forgot laaa. But i have to admit, i have a few very, paisey experience. Well whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sec 1 was at BGSS. Haha. Best frens were faizana and i forgot her name.Shit. So yeah we were close. Damn close. Ups and owns are like together always. So ok. Sec 2 transferred school to Christ Church sec since i moved from the East (Bedok) to the North (Woodlands) . Sec 2 was Deepa,Geraldine &amp; Priya. They were the closest. Sec 3 was, Athena,Amanda,Deepa,Reshem. That's the time i met the loveof my life too =p. Sec 4 was Athena,Reshem,Amanda. Yeah sticked to those 3. Earlier this year was Nad &amp;amp; Ryn. Now we're still together. Hee. For currently now, is Syasya &amp; Shir. Frankly, I love all of them who sticked with me. Oh yeah, not to forget Diana. I love her! We are practically like twins! I love u Diana! I love you Shir!Syasya!Nad!Fik! (though i know shir n sya will get maad) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Till then, (Graduation Song theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-4085355906984715012?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4085355906984715012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=4085355906984715012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4085355906984715012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/4085355906984715012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/boredoms.html' title='Boredoms'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-7724504499080206838</id><published>2006-12-21T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:43:43.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criticized'/><title type='text'>Complaints.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Complaints. Complaints like. Self esteem. Self realisation. Dignit. Whatever it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;If those of you who thinks ur all that pretty/handsome big shot hot stuff or what shit knot(am stating of the more obvious than individual thinking). SO yeah like i was saying. I dun give a fuck to those who had a low self esteem nd saying ur one big hot shot here and there . But to those who said YOU are and start criticizing everyone else around you (and that includes a more direct way) esp me! Ur gonna get a big time screwing up from ME u MOFO asshole! Before you start throwing the plates, check ur helpless fucked up self first in a nearby reflection place! Look at ur fucken teeth! Look at ur fucken bumpy road face! STOP IT ok. STOP patronizing other ppl's self worth when u hardly have onE! BITCH!BASTARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;You have no PRIDE Neither DIGNITY! Stop it and go get a FUCKEN LIFE! First of all, can u imagine urself IN MY SHOE!? BEING A PAMPERED ASS! LOOKING LIKE A MATERIALISTIC PERSON? I KNOW U CANT! COZ U JUST HAVE NOT ENOUGH HIGH CLASS TASTE! U ARE JUST THE NORM SO LOW LOOOOOOOOW ALL E WAY DOWN BELOW UR FUCKEN ASS LIFE! SO GET A LIFE! STOP GETTIN JEALOUS OF EVERYONE ELSE AND WORK URSELF FOR IT BIIIIIITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-7724504499080206838?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7724504499080206838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=7724504499080206838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7724504499080206838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7724504499080206838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/complaints.html' title='Complaints.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-6214767617407217075</id><published>2006-12-21T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:06:17.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK. Millions of apologies for not making any entry for e past like few days. I have not been in the mood so that explains. But i'll try my best to update more in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so, I shall briefly tell you where I go during my holidays. Took off on a Friday night and lodging and all is at my aunt's house. So next day woke up really early and we didn't get any shower so we just brushed our teeth and washed our face. Packed some stuffs to go to some mountain. We're gonna swim there. It was ok. The place is just cold. Refreshing too. After e whole day I was so tired and HUNGRY. I ate like, 2 packets of nasi lemak. Damn. And to think of it, I haven't been doing any crunches or whatsoever. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the next day is as usual. SHOPPING! First stop was Angsana. Bought some tops. I bought a wrong top. That top is a pretty emo-ish looking top. I feel like selling it! &gt;.&lt;' SoI bought 20 odd tops just for that day alone. And another 4 or 5 e next day. As usual after shopping for non essentials stuff, we go to groceries. So after that we went to get fooood :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day like i said. Bought some more stuffs. Not as much. We pack up to go home and stuff. We looked like we shop-ped for 1 month. So yeah. Roughly that's just it. I missed so much my house! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then next few days, nothin much happen. Been rotting at home. And eat and sleep and in front of the tv. So oh yeah. To show you the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOEkDqYpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/naMbCRPiZB0/s1600-h/front.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010903375708578450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOEkDqYpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/naMbCRPiZB0/s320/front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOE0DqYqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6jsRdkFjSnQ/s1600-h/back.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010903380003545762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOE0DqYqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6jsRdkFjSnQ/s320/back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOE0DqYrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bliL2fqmhtM/s1600-h/printon.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010903380003545778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOE0DqYrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bliL2fqmhtM/s320/printon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;front                          Back                       The print on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-6214767617407217075?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6214767617407217075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=6214767617407217075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6214767617407217075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/6214767617407217075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vn0aNi8Cec/RYpOEkDqYpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/naMbCRPiZB0/s72-c/front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-7522402002558241663</id><published>2006-12-15T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:50:14.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effingly Pissed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever ok. WHATEVER.! I am utterly,really,seriously pissed with what's happening now in my life. DUN start withme on "be contented with ur life" well that's just it. i am NOT very contented. I am just fine. AND YES i am expecting troubles here and there! BUT small things like respect for each other have to remain as RESPECT! NO RAISING VOICES OR WHATSOEVER! IF U WANT ME TO RESPECT U! SHOW ME SOME RESPECT! U SHOUTED AT ME LIKE AM LIVING 2 BLOCKS AWAY FROM U! HELLO?! I AM 17! AND I AM SERIOUSLY NOT DEAF YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT? Oh yeah i dun mind u shouting at me when I really did a big major wrong thing like sneaking out or i didn't even inform u ne shit or wherever shitty place am to go/went! But hello? i told u! I am safe! I am like 3 blocks away from u! Just watching some DVD! WTF? WTF do u think i am? A 7 year old? FACE IT LA K! I AM 17! I AM CONSIDERED ADULT WHEN AM 18! N IF U LIKE IT OR NOT! I CAN FUCKINGLY DO ALMOST NETHING AT THAT AGE! But i thank GOD that you taught me not to abuse certain privileges. BUT hell yeah. If you want me to be independent, let me choose the path i want and let me do things that I wil be responsible wth in time to come. ARGH FUCK WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JSUT HAD ANOTHER FUCKING FIGHT WITH MY DAD! FUCK WHATEVER! FUCK MY LIFE! WHATEVER! SNOIGNWOGN oeangoaeg oa;bgaoeto4umoTG soegteb!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-7522402002558241663?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7522402002558241663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=7522402002558241663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7522402002558241663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7522402002558241663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/effingly-pissed.html' title='Effingly Pissed.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-1232105310906638547</id><published>2006-12-12T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T15:37:53.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents issue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no idea how to start this. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;From now on, I am going to work my ass off for MYSELF. No one else but ME. And the other significant one. Not to my parents ANYMORE! Not my family! Call me childish immature or whatever shit ah eh. I dun give a shit. Fancy them not waking me up and they PROMISED to shop with me once they get their pay. Ok. Now am stuck at home. While e others are enjoying their ass off. WTF. WTF la eh. Fine. If this is ur attitude u wanna show to me. Its FINE with me. Call me rude ah mom. But what shit ur giving me now is totally fucked up ah. U have been giving me shit like what? The past few days. Ah yeah. Past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am sorri uh eh. I have no shits with u nemore. No matter what u did fer me i appreciate but what ur doing to me is unbelievable. Its ever the ferst time u did this to me. I dun wanna give a shit anymore. DAD u dun nid to send me nemore. U dun need to buy me stuffs nemore. FINE WITH ME AH EH. and mom, If food wise, its ok, I am learning to b independent if thats what u want so much to wash ur hands off ur responsibility on me! Who is hopeless and worthless. Aku sedar ah eh aku ni sape ah eh. I know. I oni make u throw ur money on me, and u will start thinkin that am just taking advantage of u. But now, i swear u dun nid to throw me a single cent on me. I dunno if i wanna run away and start being independent by scratch or i dunno. I swear am not gonna be as close to u as we used to! If thats what u oh so want so much. I will grant u that wish. Just dun be surprised what am capable of doing. ANd by doing this am sinned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;GOD. Where e heck is my positive side now? Why am i so pessimistic? God knows they're gonna bring me somewhere else too. . but i learnt, having hopes too high will destroy all hopes that I will have soon. Which now, i dunno if i have faith nemore. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I HAVE TO FUCKING ADMIT I STILL LVOE TAUFIK! I LOVE TAUFIK WITH ALL MY HEART! IF U GIRLS/GUYS READ THIS I DUN CARE WHAT U GONNA THINK OR FEEL! COZ U ARE ALL WRONG ABOUT HIM! U ARE ALL FUCKING WRONG! CALL ME BLIND! NO AM NOT BLIND! AM NOT! I AM SO AWARE OF HIS IMPERFECTNESS! BUT THATS WHAT MAKES ME LOVE HIM! I HATE PERFECT GUYS! I DUN GIVE A FUCK IF U WANNA GIVE UP ON ME! GIVE UP ON ME ALL U WANT! sobs.. NO ONE will believe me.. . So whats e use of tellin neone what i truly feels.. why everyone bother saying am a nice girl when they just dun wanna listen what a nice girl thinks? They want e best for me with what they SEE. Not what they FEEL nemore. I dun understand u ppl. I dun understand a shit right now. I love him. I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling shitty with my parents,friends,maybe e entire world. Humans are cruel. They always are. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*drowns* Where the heck is my cheerful side? PLs rescue me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-1232105310906638547?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1232105310906638547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=1232105310906638547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1232105310906638547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/1232105310906638547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/parents-issue.html' title='Parents issue.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-7550474504923436001</id><published>2006-12-11T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:56:33.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Broke. Fuckingly NO $$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sorry I didn't really update the past like erm. . How many days was that? I dunno. Ok all I know that some of the days are the normal ones. If i wanna say I am enjoying life, IN one way or another i AM. But in another view, I dun have a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So am just gonna update some brief stuffs. Like few days back were just work, Bellie, Syasya and Shirin. As usual parading ourselves around town. And as usual me n syasya always get disturbed. Nothin much really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Two days ago went to JB. Just to eat.Yeap2. I ate quite an awful lot like erm, Cockerels, Fried Rice,Roti John and stingray. So yeah. Oh yeah, before that, me,Shir n Bellie went to the g ym at woodlands Sports Centre. WAHAHA. I swear. I wanna laugh at myself thinking about it. Well, since its my ferst time and after 1 year of not having PE or any form of exercise (aside dancing), we were to warm up 15 mins by cycling. So yeah. We did. 2 mins plus I was going to give up oredi. It was fucking tiring! Shirin was about to give up too but hah. She just went on. Shirin sped on e 13th-14th min. I sped on e 14th-15th min. Damn. After the cycle, I stood up, OMOFOG. The tension on my thighs was like wtf?! And I felt dizzy a lil. Till when we're to like do arm exercising, I wanted to faint and vomit. So blame me for not eating breakfast &amp; my anemic body!! ARgh! The instructor didn't want me to do anymore heavy workout. So I told him I wanted to do some abs toning and all. So Shirin joined me. It was more tiring!! But rili refreshing. We did like crunches, toning our abs, our diaphragm area everything. Everything on e stomach area. Well after the wole thing, we did our own stretchings. After awhile, e instructors sorta warmed up with us. And i meant getting fresh. So around 7 there. Wanted to go home. The instructor gave us JD Coke. Oh hell yeah. Good. For shirin. I wanted some. But it was soo thick. I changed my mind. So its Bellie and Shirin who shared the whole thing.  Fancy an instructor giving a CAN OF JACK DANIEL COKE! WTF?? Then after that I went JB with my fam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So thats for that day. Yesterdae was a lot of drama. It was because my hp batt is low and that I cant contact anyone who wants to contact me and made everyone worried about me. And Fad gave me a bouquet of roses outside my home door and its rili sweet of him but it was infested with ants o.O. He put it wrongly. So everyone called everyone to trail where e hell i went and all. I enjoyed my day yesterday very much. VERY VERY much. Sorry to those who got worried. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-7550474504923436001?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7550474504923436001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=7550474504923436001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7550474504923436001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7550474504923436001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/broke-fuckingly-no.html' title='Broke. Fuckingly NO $$'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-3670014060277984259</id><published>2006-12-08T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:13:01.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted.Usual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok. I didn't go to work yesterday. Not having a good body feeling. So i have to like stay home and stay away from work for sometime.  So yeah. I was craving for Fish n chips from Fork &amp; Spoon. So went with Bellie. Yummy fork and spoon! I enjoyed my dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the evening, met with him to spend some time together. Wee~. So erm . after that, nothing much going on yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is what I want to talk about. So erm. I am to meet Syasya at around 1.30pm at Bugis interchange. But I woke up late, so I end up meeting Bellie ferst at Lavender MRT to go to ACI. Nyeheh. That was around 2.45pm or so. WTH. I tell u, I have to like apologize soo many times. Yada Yada. So well, met with Mr.C. and he explained and intro to me and Bellie about the Company and all. So erm. There was a lot of guys there and all. So yeah ok. Fine. So it was slike 2 hours was the talk and all and the system. Gah. I swear. So after that we just went out and Hidayah was there. We took our late lunch going to dinner. SO beach road has a lot mats. wtf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we met Shirin around 6 plus at Bugis Area. Walked around to search for food. Then after that met Syasya. Somehow both of them happened to be moody along they way. WTH.. I felt so in d middle. After a while I managed to calm Syasya down. So we went to Raffles City to get some light snacks/finger foods and stuff. So I am terribly tired. Shir bought Long Island Tea. Told me to try it. I hate it. It tastes so near to Baron. I think drinking the third bottle of that will make me high. So i bought Pepsi. Yummy! Sweet n NON-alcoholic. So I was rili exhausted in my heels and all. I tell u, i feel like falling down there and then. So after that we head to CIty Hall and took the train back home. Ahh. It feels like heaven to stay in the the blardy train and just sit. Then after that, saw some old frens of mine. That fucker mocked Syasya so loud that Syasya was pretty pissed. He was MEAN.  I feel like kicking him in the face! Gah! he has lotsa pimples! too many bumpy road. . HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Erm nothing much. He gave me lasagna!! WeE!~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-3670014060277984259?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3670014060277984259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=3670014060277984259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3670014060277984259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/3670014060277984259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/exhaustedusual.html' title='Exhausted.Usual.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-573663268782019353</id><published>2006-12-05T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T18:20:04.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Erm. Alert.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am gonna stop working in this company. Erm. Due to some unexpected things that came up and now I feel like a total jerk. OK yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So lately, I have not been updating. Thousands of apologies, I have been pretty busy and by the time i got home I am too tired. Lethargic bla bla bla. So enjoying my time being a 'Tai-Tai" . (LOL) And making a very celebrity debut over at my workplace (which I always manage to come pretty late.) Nyahahah. Ooohhh. Maybe one day I should show you how I look like walking down the street to my workplace. If someone were to take me, I look like some.. No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok and so after all that, knowing Bellie more. And yesterday was a pretty hectic day. HE (fik) was making a scene ( not rili bad). Which I shall not go into details. I rather not spill anymore hatred stuffs. SO yeah. Yesterday went Coffee Bean with Bellie. And after that to Far East to get some food (which I didnt finished.) Then Shir came down to FE just cause Bellie is 18. ANd haha. Shir wanted JD Coke. While I wanted JB Coke. So well, being lucky that an 18 year old was with us, bought e booze over at Causeway Point. So ended up, drinking under my blk. Otw, saw Fai and Nad. Told them we're going drinking, and how excited she was. Lol. Then as usual drank,talk,smoke and Ryn came. She wanted the baby so much that right now, she's having a pretty bad problem. I have no idea how to help her. I got a feeling the baby gonna die in her stomach. So erm. I sorta consoled her..  So after like a few hours of a small party, went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty fucked up with some people. Esp J. J is an asshole. J uses me and Syasya's Market. J is such an absurd bastard. How dare he when he knows the system is a total Cock up. Whatever J. Fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so here I am, i have nothing to do seriously. Once my money is in, am gonna go clubbing, or maybe go Sentosa or just shop. Either way, am dying to dance. I am seriously dying to dance. Hmm.. How telepathy works fer me and Shir n Syasya. I love them. I love them a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The world suck&lt;/span&gt;. They are &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;selfish.Arrogant.Ignorant.They are the most cruel&lt;/span&gt;. Humans. After &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;God, I fear humans&lt;/span&gt;. Humans are Satans. Some are angels. Other are Devils. They know nothing but themselves. They help no one but themselves. They destroy not them, but everyone else. Theey destroy the world. They were born from Hell. What a world! I am just one person. I feel so impossible to change the world with just me. I fear humans. They are full of possibilites. Even if justice was done, i Fear I am no more there to greet those I love and who loves me. I fear Humans.Not only their actions, their words stings. Life is like food. Need some hot spicy stuffs, to make us appreciate life. Someone once told me, she look at our Friendship as Wine. Whereby the longer it is, the sweeter and nicer taste it will develop. Which I believe her too. I took Friendship as a more straight forward opinion. Whereby, Friendship, to me, is life itself. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Life IS Friendship&lt;/span&gt;. No one could possibly live without even an acquaintance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How weird. I am thankful for what I have now. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just for now&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-573663268782019353?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/573663268782019353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=573663268782019353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/573663268782019353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/573663268782019353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/erm-alert.html' title='Erm. Alert.?'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-515454445270118291</id><published>2006-12-03T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:11:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life I Chose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So I chose the life and work of being a business woman in one way or another. I am distributing the Health Stuffs and all. I Have opened a Platinum account which means that I have to refer 2 more people in the company (NO. four). And so erm. Start selling products AND presentation training (like wtf?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ok. I want to be a presenter and get presenter fees tooo. I want i want! But am scared i'll cock myself up. So yeah wth. Fine Fine Fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sorry I was pretty busy for the past few days. No time to even log in and blog some stuff. Basically what was happening the past few days was am tryna adapt myself to my workplace and to talk to my colleagues and all. So yesterday was the first day I started talking to my Boss. Not yet some of the advisors. Only 2. The others were abit of, choosie. OK . Whatever.  Then started to mingle around. When I closed an account, word will spread around. Really erm, flattering I wud say.   So after all that yada yada. Erm went out with my gfs AND Bellie!!!! Wee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Most of the time, we look like material girls. Pampered stuck up girls around with our clothes and accessories. HAha. seriously look pampered. Like people who has rich dads n mom (we cant qualify for being independently rich bcoz we look a bit too young to e 20 + HAHA). SO we were like walking around town, spending tiime at coffee bean like no one's business and all. I have to admit, it wass tiring with heels. But I enjoyed my dae. That was erm 2 or 3 days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So yesterday, went to Orchid Country club just to play POOL! WTH. So me syasya and bellie went. Played pool for a while and then went to LJS at GV for dinner. Pity Bellie didnt bring money. Hah. So shirin was in too. We were like sponsoring him in d meantime. He was feeling all guilty. Aww. Dun worri. So after that we took e trains to go to shir's house. bellie hafta go home.. Sad =(. . So we stayed over at Shir's nenek house. Watched MTV. Eating pizza and had fun. Haha. Really. And so the day ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thou am single now. Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-515454445270118291?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/515454445270118291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=515454445270118291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/515454445270118291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/515454445270118291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-i-chose.html' title='The Life I Chose.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-5381068095172916040</id><published>2006-11-30T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:19:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's NO appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah. Frankly. I arrived at work around,  12.55pm. Sat outside. Looking like some Star KARAT there. Haha. I hate girls who keep looking at me. Seriously. Its pathetically irritating. Whatever ok girls. Face off and get your own style or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So waited fer Jacky and the other colleagues coz need a short briefing and we'll start all appointments. So, whole day spent at Titan's apartment area. So Syasya was just hanging on the phones to tell the people to come for a short interview and all. SO, it was boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Around 4 plus or so, went down to check on Syasya's frens that just finished their 1st day course. Then saw Bellie. Nyehe. Big Belly was there. WIth parents. So I sorta walk to the toilette side, and Bellie called me. We're going get late lunch. So we went and talked and laughed and everything. So it was fineeee. Enjoyed my late lunch till Syasya haha. Called me cause her wallet was with me. So ran here and there (under e hot sun and with heels). I was literally sweating. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After like till 8 plus, told Syasya i have an appointment with my parents tomorrow at 8pm. So I have to take Mr.Mohd's number. He's gonna assist me. Yay2! Hope I can open my Plat acc sooon! Wee~ $$$$.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, Bellie went to a cyber cafe. Me n Syasya walked all the way to Esplanade and had our time sittin by the Merlion enjoying the view. We took some pics. Nyeheh. Haix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I slept in the train. I am really feeling exhausted today. Extra with the heels. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-5381068095172916040?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5381068095172916040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=5381068095172916040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5381068095172916040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5381068095172916040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-no-appointment.html' title='Today&apos;s NO appointment'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-9176145115121409969</id><published>2006-11-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:28:42.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking in the pits.Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever ok. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I am so. i dunno. I really dunno what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;here are the things in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;FUckiNG  sdpissed wiahte evetrhthin and wyeah wathf i s fucokignly wariong witHT me aI was fine an sjraga hbrlfleikfc beti~~!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;HAIIIIIISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ok. FIne. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Working later. N now mood. MOOD! WTF IS A MOOD! I DUNNO MOOD NEMORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I DUNNO I DUNNO! I AM WTFTWETFWFEFGWTFTU FWT WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I am crying! NO! I CANT CRY! IMUST NOT CRY! i musnt. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dun be weak. Stick to your decision iQi. U MUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever this fucking entry meant. I dunno. Its just meant to let myself all out. Whatever. PLS DUN FALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-9176145115121409969?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/9176145115121409969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=9176145115121409969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/9176145115121409969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/9176145115121409969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/fucking-in-pitsagain.html' title='Fucking in the pits.Again'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-5741433831415432342</id><published>2006-11-28T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:57:10.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of  COURSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am NOT getting tired just YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NEVER. Maybe its e big BUX ($$$$$) thats motivating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But seriously, its more of how I can actually achieve something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just like how the company advisors told my batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well. Erm. Today wore some formal-casual wear, and heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I dunno if thats a big mistake but personally, i think it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My legs SORE! Now it's still sore. OK whatever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Argh. Ok Bitching time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In my batch, there's this 2 girls, age 15. OMFG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They see any guy that passes by and starts giggle2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OMFG. There's 5 or 4 of them. 1 or 2 ok uh. But the others was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fucking bull shit uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As usual, being me. Made some frens. With e seniors as well. Ok fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Erm, nothin much.As usual, after work go walk around town. And as usual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;those boys will disturb or whatever. Can't be bothered. Really. Some of them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haha, commented like "like model sia",or "HI,BYe,Hello etc". Seriously. I pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Syasya with her so long working there and need to 'layan' all this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So then went shopping. Yes Shopping! Yippeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-5741433831415432342?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5741433831415432342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=5741433831415432342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5741433831415432342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5741433831415432342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/2nd-day-of-course.html' title='2nd day of  COURSE'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-7313577812224637254</id><published>2006-11-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:51:54.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work related'/><title type='text'>3 Day Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I haven't start working officially YET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow, this sales/promoter work has a 3 day course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;By which, am thankful, so I know what products am handling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And how scientifically I have to like, explain. (I still wanna learn mandarin =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is only the first day though, so tomorrow and Wednesday is my another 2 courses and by Thurs, I can start obtaining big bux.( i seriously wish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;They haven't touch much on money wise. But roughly, if I work pretty hard to find some customers and manage to sell them, it'll be $800 bux/week. MUAHAH. Man business life for a 17 year old like me looks like heaven money. ACTUALLY, minimum for a week is $200-$500. That's the basic pay. Unless you have cusstomers, it'll be more than $500. The figures I see can make my eyes pop out but really, am neither fascinated nor amazed. It's seriously expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so, roughly, if you guys wana check out the product that my company is selling, it's serious good thing shit. Here's the site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthwise.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.healthwise.com.sg/EN/Product/pro_menu.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Try checking that out and do email me if any of your family/relatives/friends are interested. Email is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:azwina_azhar@yahoo.com.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azwina_azhar@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; . Any questions do feel free to ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok and so, today was nothing much. Fik is working. Dun know when he's gonna get back. I shall not bitch about people I dun like today. Somehow, I dun feel like bitching today. I just wanna promote this thing first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-7313577812224637254?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7313577812224637254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=7313577812224637254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7313577812224637254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7313577812224637254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/3-day-course.html' title='3 Day Course'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-831605403829698096</id><published>2006-11-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:06:45.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So yet another day hanging out with the girls. It was fun. I was hungry when I arrived at Syasya's house. Fik sent me so it took just 10 mins gettin there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At 9pm went to Shir's house and chatted and ordered MacD. Again. We cooked some campbell soup Creme Chicken. For the fries and soup were yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that around 11 plus went home. I miss HIM! HIM ! HIM! FIK! HIM!FIK!FIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok whatever. And so erm. Since now is after 12 am, so today, later am gonna have a 3 day course on my work and stuff. So wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a pretty short entry but oh well, I am bored. This makes me practice typing and did I mention bored? Oh yeah ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-831605403829698096?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/831605403829698096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=831605403829698096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/831605403829698096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/831605403829698096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/forever-them.html' title='Forever them.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-5885885617764664581</id><published>2006-11-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:01:24.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror Trail n BBQ'/><title type='text'>Horror Trail Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The moment some of you (that knows) have beeen waiting for. *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So, me and fik met at 5 plus to 6 around there.He came pretty wet. It was raining heavily. So told my mom fik wanted to put his things in my house and change. So he took a bath, changed and ate some panadol. After I got ready,  packed all e necessities and off we go. Brought along 'ayat' and smoke some shits along e way. We walked to Marsiling MRT to meet with e others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ok I want to like speed up this entry. Its boring the getting ready part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So we met the others all at Bukit Batok. We and ouur frends that we met just now was assigned as leaders and me,fik n redha were assigned to this first group. All malays except 2 of em. Chinese. So when everyone was ready, we went in the bus and off we go to our first spook place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee Hill Cemetery- 9:20pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well not much of a history i know aside that its named that way cause it used to be a place for those gangsters/daredevils who gather in big groups at night and have a riot over there or something. Somehow, they said they happened to feel there's something there and they're more fierce than the gangsters themselves. So we were there to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Everyone was assembled in their groups and we started walking. It was pretty spooky.Because the place is really misty. Due to e enclosed of trees and dew and all that stuff. So I was huddling close to fik. Ramzi,Abg Ali me and Fik were the front line. There was unique monuments on the way. Abg Ali and Ramzi love to shine on one spot for a long time-esp when they see some stuff. They really scare me sometimes. So it was a long walk and the path is one whole round and we were back. Somehow, some ghosts followed some two couple, and Najib,Haikel and Doink along. Cause they stepped on something i guess. Then we took the bus and off we go to our second destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punggol Massacre Beach-11.24pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;A brief history was that during WW2, when the British surrendered, the Japanese killed those who made an Anti-Japanese activities and killed up to 50,000 people. When MOH wanted to clean up the bodies, the Japanese behind the hills will start shooting so MOH cannot clean up till now. Punggol Beach was a restricted zone. So the bodies were left to rot there and the tides would bring them  up shore.So there were man made rocks and these rocks were piled on top of the rotting bodies and there were one time bones were found when the sand were dug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So we aarrived, as usual, walked all the way to the area and as usual, the place is dark. But noting much was there. I would say that the place is more boring than e others. Nothing much. Then the chineses couple may have saw some stuffs. When we got to or nest destination, they wanted to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matilda's House - 12.41am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Known as the erm i forgot. Ok. Some lady name Matilda, swore that she'll never let this house down till her husband who's been sent for war comes back home. Unfortunately, he died in the war and now, when the government wanted to bulldoze e hs, the bulldozer is the one that toppled over instead of the house. So you get e idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So we were to cross a fuckingly muddy place. Involving jumping and dodging and destroying my sneakers. So we went in the gate and walked around the place. Me and some others went to the servant's place and looked around. Spooooky~ . Abg Ali said there's some things in the house itself. It was scaryyy.. So after a few picture taking and some exploring, we went back through the muddy area again. Then back in to our bus. Should check ot the next pit stop though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCH- 1.05 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Just a pit stop. Well as usual. It looks scary from outside. And we were just checking the place out and then Abg Ali showed some of us there's something lingering over one place. Saw some white stuff and suddenly it vanished after sometime looking at it. So we just check the place out and all. Nothin much scary. Nothing much. Only some big ants lingering and i hate ants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;View Road-1.55 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;An old IMH. Where those dangerous criminals were brought to. Well of coz the place is haunted because some of the patients ang themselves, jump from the roof, slit themselves bla bla bla. So i guess EMO trend is like these insane criminals. Yucks. Get a life u EMO ppl. Slitting wrists or whatever isn't cool. U need a psychiatrist if u find that cool. So neway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;We all started walking outside. Where bloodstains were found everywhere. Due to some rituals. So as usual. This one is a killer. The place is seriously scariest shit of all. The insides were spooky and fucking dark. If u happened to flash somewhere wrongly, ur bound to see 'IT'.  Well after like taking our own sweet time, walking at the back, front , going away from the mortuary and all, we were to end our last trip. Which, we walked all e way downhill and all. Next sstop, BBQ at Sembawang Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sembawang Park - 230am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Nyeheh. Food. Glorious food At LAST!!! WAHAH. And so pee-ed,changed clothes and shoes and off we atack for food. I didnt know there were mat reps there too. Baddy :( So whatever it is, had a lil fight with Fik then after we cool down, started to eat. Then ramzi brought his pet along BLackRose. Made frens with his lil sister and his gf. They are my age. Haha. So played with e kitty and made frens (cool). Around 5 am, we pack up. And went to e bus. to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Luckily by 5.30 there was our first bus since Fik's motor and his stuff were at my place. After all that yada yada, I cleansed myself n waited for him to arrive home. And ZzZzZ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iQi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-5885885617764664581?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5885885617764664581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=5885885617764664581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5885885617764664581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/5885885617764664581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/horror-trail-experience.html' title='Horror Trail Experience'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-7354185154411358716</id><published>2006-11-25T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T16:21:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever I can remember of yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was the interview.  Woke up around 11.55am.  GOt ready and all. Wore some pink tube in side and outside is a sem-formal white blazer. And a pair of jeans. Wanted to wear heels but it'll look weird so I wore my C&amp;K sandals. Met syasya at Woodlands Platform and off we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we arrived, the place is just two shop houses away from the restaurant me n family always eat. Near the REX place.The pace am soon gonna work at is called Blend Inn Cafe.  Working as sale promoter there. The environment wise looks fine. But the people am soon gonna associate with are high class looking. With all the cars *drools*. After the interview, me n Syasya went to eat at the place itself. Syasya said Sambal Fried Rice was nice. I was like WTF. i cud finish it if Syasya had warned me that its really SPICY!  urgh.. Ok after that gossip abit about some workers, and around 345 or so, we walked all the way to Far East. Somehow, we were tired and sleepy when we got there. So after a while, we decided to meet syasya's cousin and off we go to syasya's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we'ree, we lepak fer a while. . 8 10 we went out and met shir after that. Then when we're at CP, THAT BITCH was such a MOFO shit. SHE ate 20 POWER pills and called ME n NAD to wait fer her at Woodlands CS. I was with Syasya and Shir. I was pretty pissed cause da BITCH is making things inconvenient!! ARGH! After that, we waited and all. we WALKED home with her. Halfway we saw some guys uh. She looked at e guys like she want them to FUCK her. What is her MOFO prob?!! GODDAMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me syasya n shir went to shir's house after all that ordeal. Talked,Gossip,laughed, Thinking, it was all fun. I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went home and chatted with my mom and then thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s sorii this entry is not really indepth because, I am too lazy. And this fucking entry just a short one is more than 15 mins because had some chats on e way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-7354185154411358716?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7354185154411358716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=7354185154411358716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7354185154411358716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/7354185154411358716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/whatever-i-can-remember-of-yesterday.html' title='Whatever I can remember of yesterday.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-9035908658706962739</id><published>2006-11-24T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T03:26:10.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Normal stuffs'/><title type='text'>Girl Night Out.again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up at e usual 3 pm. SOmehow, today's a bit earlier. Around 1:48pm. So straight go to e kitchen and then to e com. Around 4 plus or 3plus, Syasya msged me asking Shir wanted to meet us at 8pm for dinner. I was like, that was sudden. So I said ok. Syasya wanted me to call her.  She was bored at work. So I called her. Chatted a while. She was busy. Picking up calls cause some girls wanted to work there.So after a while I put down the phone. I haven't even bathe yet. So to speed it up, Syasya suddenly msged me up to meet her at 745pm. Since she's otw. So I quickly rushed to the bathroom.  Then did all the necessary stuffs. I just realised how difficult is to maintain my hair. Haish. . So after that, got ready, can't decide on which top. Then erm, reached late. E two girls arrived first. I practically sprinted otw to CP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We then headed to Pastamania. Me n Shir are e usuals. Today's soup of de dae was Clam Chowder. WTF. it isn't nice at all. Damn.  I prefer Mushroom Soupe. After that, erm. . we talked and talked. Oh eah, Syasya ate e Clam chowder and a dessert called Strawberry Cavanna i think. Something 'Na' at e back. We talked about shitty things and all. After that we headed to Print Club. Took Neoprints. Which turned out as usual nice except one. When me n Shir weren't  ready. Then, we felt the night's still young. Planned to catch a movie. So me n Syasya wanted to watch this 9:56 show. Its a horror show. Erm. NC 16. HAHAH. Knowing Shir, it was a pretty bad idea. Then beside me onwards there were Mat reps. E one directly beside me is a fucking blonde fucker who kept lookin at me throughout e whole show. I was freaking out.. N so embarrassed because I was practically closing my face shouting here and there. Me n shir was like breathing so hard HAHA. It was funny. After that when we wanted to go home, the group of Mat reps were waiting. Damn. I dunno how to show my face sia. They asked one of their gal pal to take my number. HAHA. I gave them a wrong number. Pretty freaked out. Gave them my nickname so that they wont be searching fer me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that took the bus home with SHir. Syasya is e other side.  Then met up with HIM. And spend some time. Now my PP is low. Damn. GOtta tell daddy. After that, urm. Went home. So tomorrow gonna go Blend Inn Cafe for a job interview. Wish me luck. Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-9035908658706962739?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/9035908658706962739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=9035908658706962739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/9035908658706962739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/9035908658706962739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/girl-night-outagain.html' title='Girl Night Out.again.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116426330819223689</id><published>2006-11-23T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:31:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now. I just woke up. I feel like peeing. But I am controlling my bladder. Told daddy I want scanner in my room. Which is a good idea. But i Do not want any printer. Just a scanner. HE called me while I was sleeping. Asking for my IC number and my DOB. It's for the trail thingy cause Cik Hasna forgot to bring the form -.-. Right now missing Shirin and SyaSya and Atikah. Goodness me. I don't even know why. Now is 2.10pm. What to do? I am bored. And hungry. And still feel like peeing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nura tagged me consoling me. She's sweet.I just rubbed my eyes, which delayed typing this sentence by 8 secs. Goddamnit. Look. I am bored. I am too straight forward. I am so straight forward that certain people can't take it. Their nose are too high up. I wanna play the guitar. I have yet to take the guitar from my cousin's place. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna be a hacker&lt;/span&gt;. What else is there in Singapore? Nothing. No cool big indoor amusement parks. No thrilling rides. No big indoor swimming pools(dun start with me Jurong or WWWet.They all suck). No four seasons. Damn. But on the other hand, it's safe. Yeah. Safe. *Pfft* Had a bad face day yesterday. My face skin started to peel. It was too dry. Maybe cause I didn't use my make up remover the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna train typing fast. At least more than 100wpm. If yes. It's gonna be so cool that I can type fast. Since I have been typing and gaming since yooung. But i still dun get it how come I can't be a pro gamer. Maybe cause am more to my studies and games just makes me addicted to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendster and Myspace is boring. They are for people who just wanna get more attention (not all some.). I have been in that shoe for sometime. MySpace in the news, was sued by one of this music company due to enabling people to get all sorts of music bla bla bla. Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe that's just it. These boring thoughts of mine have been spilled. My head feels that there's enough air playing around now. Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116426330819223689?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116426330819223689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116426330819223689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116426330819223689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116426330819223689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-feelings.html' title='Random feelings.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116422231908450599</id><published>2006-11-23T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T03:05:25.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to hurt him. But its the only way I am to save myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to leave him. But its the only way i am save from tear-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to know he's not ok. But its to make sure I am ok first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to know he still wants me but am pushing. But its the only way to save this wounds that kept bleeding overtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to feel he's hurt. But thats the only way for me to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to see him cry. But am crying too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts when he don't 'feel' me. But that just shows he isn't the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to know he's trying to get through me. But that doesn't prove near anything whatever he used to say and promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts when I reject his calls. But there's always another day we'll talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts now that I wanna be away from him. But its better for my emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts when I think of the times we smile and laugh. But the bad ones always comes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts now that he's alone. But am gonna be alone too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to be alone. But I have people catching my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to think of the past. But that's lessons for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts when this is ending. But I know, something new's starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts to know I love him alot. But I know am gonna get over this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116422231908450599?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116422231908450599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116422231908450599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116422231908450599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116422231908450599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/feelings.html' title='Feelings.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116421917681602006</id><published>2006-11-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T02:12:56.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckingly Broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I am seriously down in the pits. I am fuckingly broken. HE fuckingly changed after like a few weeks? Mom's right. Shir's right. GUYS LIKE HIM dun change! WTF WTF WTF! N i have to fuckingly feel in the dumps just to realise all this shit! And its not even my first time nor second! WTF is fucking wrong with me?!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Someone please torture me with the bad memories. I HATE HIM! I HATE U TAUFIK! I HATE U SO MUCH THAT I WISH I CUD just hide away from u. I dun wanna see ur face nemore.  FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FROM MY HEAD! MY HEART! MY SIGHT! I dun even wanna know who u are nemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Get a life. Get someone else. So u end my suffering of missing u. Of thinking of u. Of knowing ur gonna come back and beg me again. Am sorri. U haave just lost ur last chance.  SO FUCK OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116421917681602006?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116421917681602006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116421917681602006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116421917681602006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116421917681602006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuckingly-broken.html' title='Fuckingly Broken.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116421306938776119</id><published>2006-11-23T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:31:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever come and go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today. I woke up at 3 plus pm. When lil sis and her fren came in the room. So have to go Woodlands CC today by 6pm to pay some horror expedition/trail fees. Its' This Sat-Sun 6 am. I think am gonna get pretty spooked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went there by HIS bike. Then saw Akmal n Nadia. So we went to Woodlands CC together. Amsyar was there too. So after that, paid and filled out the forms. Doink joined us too. So we went off together to the Dome. Saw some DSC ppl. Then we ate at NeighbourFood Court. And went back to the dome. We were so bored that we planned to go t Causeway Point. Play some games at Timezone or maybe watch some movie. At first, we decided to watch a movie. But there wasn't any good movie yet. They wanted to watch Colic. But two of em isn't 16 yet. So we planned to play some games at Timezone. I cashed in $10 so we can play House of Dead 4. Me n amsyar played. Attracted some ppl's attention. It was DAMN fun. Only level 2 king we lost. WTFWTF. But we actually could reload it when the bloody card said inserted incorrectly shit. Damn. So the extras gave Doink n Fik to play Daytona Racing thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After that Me,Fik,Doink,Amsyar went to Al-Ameen to get some supper. That was like twice i ate at night. So after that Fik sent me home. Was tryna spend some time alone together when SHE came and talked to me about her gangsterism/minahrep side. I was like. Damn. Fik was really pissed. told fik to go ferst. He was totally pissed. And i Have to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hmm. That's most of the things that happened. Can't wait for this coming Sat n Sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116421306938776119?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116421306938776119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116421306938776119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116421306938776119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116421306938776119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/whatever-come-and-go.html' title='Whatever come and go.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116413145723968124</id><published>2006-11-22T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:57:45.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for : HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's currently working and he's bound to come home around 7 plus am. HAIYOH! I miss him so much that frankly, I can't even sleep. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So right now listening to my sister's conversation with some guy. Talking about animal sex and stuff. I didn't go out the whole day because i am too lazy.  Downloaded Paint shop Pro. Its version 11 now. It's as per always. Cool and user friendly to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am so bored. Am so bored. Am utterly bored. Utterly utterly bored. I wish i have a baby. I wish i have some fucking games to play.  And i dun believe in censoring my explicit words. Because. Most use them. They mean nothing to me anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have another problem. The computer radiation is acting up on my head. OMFGOMFGOMFG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ihavealwaysgetallthehtmlsright.onlysometimes.yay2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116413145723968124?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116413145723968124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116413145723968124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116413145723968124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116413145723968124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116411412896688405</id><published>2006-11-21T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:02:08.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed to something a little bit more different. You have to enter through an Entry site and then you can navigate yourself here. Haha. So to those who read this blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please change your linkies URL to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://-entryoflife-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://-entryoflife-.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till then.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iQi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116411412896688405?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116411412896688405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116411412896688405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116411412896688405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116411412896688405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-update.html' title=''/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116409888572511722</id><published>2006-11-21T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:48:05.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Lessons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Current song: Don't wanan Miss a Thing - Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Reason : Feelings A bit Emo-ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;As for today, I want to emphasize on good English. Not very but at least some proper grammars and spellings.  I dun mind Singapore Lingos or a few shortcuts here and there, but without proper grammar or spelling, the whole meaning will change. They will come out pretty ridiculous and a very bad reputation for Singaporeans (the fact that blogger.com is international). This case is more of the hopeless ones. It's fine. They can brush up overtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The second case : Flaunting your English skills with wrong spellings,Grammar and some cliches or metaphors etc. Also showing off without the realisation that they're just the same standards as the fucked up ones. Hello? Maybe it's good that you have that thinking and broaden your brains about English but those errors u made, shows u know nothing of good English. Damn, you even want to flaunt them. An example would be, "runs on me". Hello? WTF are u trying to prove? Or "addicted caffiene." With all due respect, its suppose to be addic-TIVE caff-EINE! OMFG. Learn  your mistakes and try again. If you still can't go back to newspapers and books and dictionaries/Thesaurus. Get a life and do NOT show off those English skills when you know NONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Third case : Trying to show off your English but every different line is talking about different things. Its like you want to show off your vocab power but u SUCK at it! Your blog is to let people read? Or just for YOU to read? If it's just for you, PUT IT AS PRIVATE ASSHOLE! Cause with that kind of writing attitude, you're no different from an English LOSER u fuck. Cause first, the world/people won't understand because U ARE IN UR OWN WORLD! Second, The whole long paragraphs (or not even any paragraph) won't mean a damn MOFO shit. You are just WASTIN ur GODDAMNIT fucking ENERGY. STOP mixing a writing up. Like at first your talking about A and then Talk about C and after that B and then back to A. You sound like a total bloody idiot and on the bottom line, you have no life cause those mixing are going to end up only in one paragraph! It just shows how BORING and fucked up your life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;To those who heard me, am no english perfect too. But I know how to spell and use correct vocab,grammar the proper way. Sheesh. Grow up freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116409888572511722?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116409888572511722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116409888572511722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116409888572511722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116409888572511722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/english-lessons.html' title='English Lessons.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116403789223388269</id><published>2006-11-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T02:05:59.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O LEVELS IS OVER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The pix thats VERY recent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/Vogue-iy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="282" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/Vogue-iy.0.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/BehindTHESE.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="303" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/BehindTHESE.0.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;PICS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Over at a condo. All this before Karaoke-ing. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116403789223388269?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116403789223388269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116403789223388269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116403789223388269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116403789223388269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-levels-is-over.html' title='O LEVELS IS OVER!!!'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116402981081464209</id><published>2006-11-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:36:50.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hmm. Woke up in the morning at around 630am. Got a very polluted room when I woke up. the 'aroma' troubled em so much and when I investigated, right in front of my room door, Boboi's Poo. Yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Had to quickly bathe and all cause I have to do my hair(as usual). Once finished bathing, told my maid to clean e shit. Because I have no time to clean them. So quickly got ready. Daddy sent me. Then did e paper. Which was 1 hour long. Bio was pretty easy. Chemistry, I understand all the shits but I dunno what's e real answer. (cause all are fuckingly on facts which no other answer can be accepted or should i say no logical answer I can understand.) So after its done, it's OVER! O Levels is OVER OVER OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Board a bus with Cassandra. Shir msged me saying "ITS OVER" . I was like, wtf? I know! Haha. Well, for a lil celebration, brought Cassie along to meet Shir and get breakfast together at Admiralty MacD. It was cool. Eating and talking all sorts of shits and life. After that, Cassie went home. Me and Shir went to Causeyay. Not by bus but we walked from Admiralty al the way Causeway Point. Tiring. Halfway thru. we were tryna find Four Clovers. HAHA. It was seriously hilarious. Cause once in a while, we will stop at one patch, hoping to find that four clovers so we have a lucky day bla bla. Lol. Shir is the one who got addicted to finding 'it'. After that, went 7-11(we were thirsty) and then took Neoprints. Haha. It ended out pretty good. A typical girl's life. i accompanied her to her new workplace. A child care centre at 136 around my area. (I literally laughed a very mocking laugh or disbelief cause imagining Shir and kids is like sex and the virgins.lol.) I commented on her sarcasm. And we ended up comparing it to sex. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When i was at her workplace, a chinese girl around 3 years old talked to me. In Mandarin. Literally. Its lucky she's speaking in basic mandarin. I can only reply to her in a very basic way. Not all though. Haha. So spent e next 30 mins talking to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I got back home, lied down on my bed. pico cam up beside me and snuggle between my hands and my body. He starts purring and getting all cute around me. End up sleeping with him till Fik called me. Wanted to spend time with HIM for some while before he starts getting really busy with work.So we watched Colic. Its seriously NC16. VERY VERY disturbing scenes. Worse than Final destination o.O. And so got grossed out of it. Wanted to go home and it rained heavily. Took a cab while HE came down to my block. Chatted a while and go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now am writing this for the fun of it. I am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116402981081464209?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116402981081464209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116402981081464209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116402981081464209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116402981081464209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-today.html' title='Today Today.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116385321683325160</id><published>2006-11-18T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:33:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin's Engagement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I dunno if i wanna go n sleep or shud i just continue playing the com. Slept at 7 am. Due to I cant sleep. And forced myself to wake up because I  have to get ready by 3 pm. Being the slow me, I bathed and all. Did the hair. OMFG. Today was my worse hair day.. Bad hair day. For ever the first time. How utterly pissed i was.  After that, got ready in a hurry and soon out of the house. Went to my cousin's fiance house in Simei by car. Fetched my mom first. Some cock up shit happened. Like, we forgot to bring the cake's flowers and ribbons and all. So mom looked as if she could cook an egg on top of her. Yeah she was that furious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we arrived, it wasnt's a big event or anything. Just the fiance's family, my uncle and my family. So aafter all that praying and eating, they opened the movie called 'Heart'. The malays would know, to those who have nt watch it, don't watch if ur not a big fan of Indonesian/Soapy love story shits. Seriously. It was draggy for me.I only liked the song though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And hmm. . I made my lil brother cry today. Told him off he couldn't play my CD. He startedlookin all pathetic on me, and being the forgiving one, i have to coax like a baby. Damn. I felt partly guilty but it was funny. So i decided to like forgive him and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other than that, HE is now out working. *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116385321683325160?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116385321683325160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116385321683325160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116385321683325160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116385321683325160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/cousins-engagement.html' title='Cousin&apos;s Engagement.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116379000879383966</id><published>2006-11-18T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T03:03:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those fun moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didnt do anything much e whole day today. And around 5 plus or 6 pm, chatted with Shirin. E usual stuffs. Suddenly, we felt damn bored. And thats e time our plan to watch a movie. Chose at Yishun GV plaza and called Atikah and Syasya along. Shirin went to accompany Atikah first. Shirin told me n sya to buy a small birithday cake. Got this cake called Oreo addiction. So we were spose to like go to Burger king n do e litting, but end up doin outsid LJS coz its better n not many ppl will look. A passer by said happy birthday. HAHA. So we lit it all up and told shir to bring Atikah and we sang her a bday song. I'll put e pic on later =D So she was like so happy and surprised. And we made her day. That was soo cool. So we ate some slices of cake and of we go to watch movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got e last row and we were making lots of noises. Haha. After that there's one scene of e show, whereby its ful of dancing. We were so tempted to dance but we managed to cool down.We LITERALLY dance on or seats. Haha. Shir n me was practically laughing here and there. After that, we took the train home and all and me n Shir went to Al-Ameen to buy for her step dad some food and grab a cab n go home.. HE kept callin me up .. guess he's worried. =p dun worry.. am gonna be fine dear =) And i'm fine now.. So after that took some pics, n tadah. Am here. 2 straight days going home after midnite. Mommy's still huffy with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116379000879383966?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116379000879383966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116379000879383966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116379000879383966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116379000879383966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/those-fun-moments.html' title='Those fun moments.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116375578950141056</id><published>2006-11-17T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T17:40:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New updates. E usuals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OKie. Didn't get the time to update yesterday so here's some of the few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bought Sims 2 Pets about 2 days back. Although I know at one point of time i will loathe playing it due to the application crashing on me (which is till doin tat SOBS!), Am a hardcore fan of SIMS. Apparently, I lack of some versions on the previous The Sims Version 1. Am lack of sub versions in Sims2. 3 of em! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was supposed to go to Ben's pit yesterday, but changed my mind coz my girls are not coming. Most of em cant. So fik wanted to watch Casino Royale. Nyeheh. Till n ow, I still dun understand why I followed him. Frankly, am not that big fan of 007 or whatever James Bond thingy. So after that, watched, the show was pretty draggy. The kissing scenes are soo dammit not necessary. Thats e point why the show is draggy. I mean , i dun mind kissing scenes, ths one was like too many! And in the end, they still have not catch e master mind. Damn it. So HE sent me by his bike and bla bla. Came back home around 12 plus. Which made my mom pretty tumultuous. And daddy huffy due to i got on someone else's bike. SO yeah. Pretty much thats just it. Till then :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116375578950141056?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116375578950141056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116375578950141056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116375578950141056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116375578950141056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-updates-e-usuals.html' title='New updates. E usuals.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116357504024849321</id><published>2006-11-15T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:18:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Some pics of mine yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02561.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/DSC02561.0.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Right before going out.For d both up n down pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02557.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/DSC02557.0.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02619.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/DSC02619.0.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Changi Road with my lil sis. Her Bday!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116357504024849321?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116357504024849321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116357504024849321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116357504024849321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116357504024849321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/picx.html' title='Picx'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116357479212663425</id><published>2006-11-15T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:13:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations. Wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Holla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ok. Didnt really update anything much last 2 or 1 day, cause I was too lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yesterday was my lil sis's bday. Had some fun. Not very but once in a while a family gathering is really worth it. Grandmama was there and my 2nd aunt family. Along with the maids. And e usuals. I have to like take care of my hair every morning. With blow drying them to straightening them with e hair crampler.  Then after that dah ready, i wore erm, my long sleeve 'Esprit De Corp' top and just some long cut jeans. Accessories like a white G bag and planned to wear heels but i have to buy a proper heels partly closed toe. Sissie wore a black tank top in and a look a like kimono 3/4 sleeve over the black tank top. And tapered long black pants. It suits her. Accessories is just her French Kitty purse. She wore Charles n Keith (mine!) black sandals. Then off we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ate around Changi Road. A seafood area(as usual). I love the butter prawns! Thou I only ate e butter crumbs rather than e prawns( i dun eat em!). I ate beef with kai-lan, sissie's birthday choc cake,fried rice,chap chai and some soup of e dae. I think its mushroom. So after that we start taking pics here and there(typical of me n my family). Discussions on e table tend to sound more to politics, Social, the government and some random social publicity or what-not. Since kak illa n henrik was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then we went to Mustafa Centre do a lil bit of shopping here and there. Can't find The Sims 2 Pets. Pretty pissed. Showed daddy i wanna buy one laptop that costs $3-3.8k . Cosh its really worth it! So after all that buying and paying, head straight home and changed and updated some pix. Around 3 am ard there went to get some food then me n Sissie watched Cars till 610am. Pheww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Later am going out. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116357479212663425?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116357479212663425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116357479212663425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116357479212663425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116357479212663425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/celebrations-wishes.html' title='Celebrations. Wishes.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116334299647569831</id><published>2006-11-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:49:56.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions and Wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A pic I took just now. Well some.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02480.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/200/DSC02480.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today. Woke up at 10.30 am. I tell u. My eyebags was so damn it heavy that I seriously look old with that effin eyebags. Argh ! Bathe and get ready and all, chose some green shades for eye shadow colour and red baju kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**NOTE: Girls that are pretty weird in the mind for make ups, &lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt; choose an eyeshadow colour that is similar to ur outfit! It &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;suck!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; and it does not make your whole face stand out at all! It's like ur blending in with e outfit like ur some kind of chameleon or some thing. So please, if you do NOT know how to wear make up, just use eye make up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and after that, we went to a wedding. My dad's fren's daughter. Went there sit around and eat and suddenly three ladies out of nowhere came to join us(apparently my parents' colleagues) and suddenly commented on me and my siblngs. I do not know what the lady meant by i'm sexy but yeah. I just blushed. So after all that eating, saw this one mat rep looking fucker. And the irony of it all, his father is my dad's fren.That's not just it. i used to PLAY with him when we were young. LIke the father told me saying "u used to look in the house and call 'mohammad,mohammad'." I sorta gave a sheepish grin and i went like. OMG. I don't remember anything about that. Haha. Then after a while we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was Cik nana's house. A lil bit of history is that the family, wen me n my siblings were young, we used to stay out there and play with e kitties and all. We are practically nebors. And we are so close i took it as if we're related. So yeah. After years of not seeing each other, looks changed, add ons to family and all. And the most common topic shared ; &lt;u&gt;Marri&lt;/u&gt;age. freaky. As usual. Being the first one, its always me me me about marriage. I get bored of listening to em. URgh. So we stayed out there pretty late. The next funny thing is that cik nana's granddaughter, yasmin, was sooo easy going with my lil bro (i mean aside that they're young) that adults on my level n above will think something crude. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Nadira's house. My old skool fren. And till now we're still contacting. Me n Nadira was talking about Bedok town pri and all and how much we missed that school and e kids.. Get in touch with some of em and some like go hanyut sume ape tah. Tsk2. And well the climax of the convo was cut short when i had to go hm. *Pfft*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah thats it and i fell asleep in the car and now here i am. Noting down whatever details I can remember. Well till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116334299647569831?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334299647569831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116334299647569831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116334299647569831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116334299647569831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/reunions-and-wedding.html' title='Reunions and Wedding.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116316245619379727</id><published>2006-11-10T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:40:56.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal shits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mathematics Paper 2 starts at 2.30 pm. So woke up really early around 835am coz i wanted to like have breakfast with Shirin and then send her lil sis to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So after that HE fetch me from shir's house with his bike. Haha. Then after that went to Northpoint. Shop for some Esprit stuff. Wanted to buy from Gio and U2 n DANO. But changed my mind. It was raining. Gotta rush to HIS house bring in e clothes. Then went to school for my paper by taxi. The paper was pretty easy. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then HE fectch me again. Send me to my house. Change. To go to his house for rayer. Eat and watch tv n normal stuff. HE send me back again. Haha. And I dunno why but riding a bike makes me tired. *ZzZzz.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116316245619379727?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116316245619379727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116316245619379727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116316245619379727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116316245619379727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/normal-shits.html' title='Normal shits.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116299445224385267</id><published>2006-11-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:00:52.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today n Previous dayss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;New hairdos. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02278.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/DSC02278.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/withhoody1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="294" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/withhoody1.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/iQifun1nohoody.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/iQifun1nohoody.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/1600/DSC02331.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="316" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6888/4130/320/DSC02331.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had English exam paper 1 and2. Talked about whales for the comprehension. Yeap2. Other than that yesterday chemistry was a BMOFO. It was easy. Seriously. It' s just me, i didn;t study as I was over studying and weren't be able to concentrate when I was suppose to revise and all. I seriously cant take e pressure. Even if i can, y brain wouldn't allow me to concentrate. Serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 das keep lepaking around. It was ok. Bored and fun. But makes me pen my eyes to all sorts of different people. HeehEe. Oh yeah, few days back I did something to my hair. Well i'll put in the pics in here. And check it ou urself orites? :P e highlites are still there but my whole air damaged like fuck sia. Urghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, check the pics out orite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116299445224385267?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116299445224385267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116299445224385267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116299445224385267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116299445224385267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-n-previous-dayss.html' title='Today n Previous dayss..'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116282953265024559</id><published>2006-11-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:12:12.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok today. n Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;E paper was *PFFT*!&lt;br /&gt;Last year's paper was damn easier laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Why la i retake. So damn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too tired to update. I'll update tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116282953265024559?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116282953265024559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116282953265024559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116282953265024559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116282953265024559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-today-n-today.html' title='Ok today. n Today'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116276167661102261</id><published>2006-11-06T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T05:21:16.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute updates.</title><content type='html'>Haha. OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 hours time around there have to like go and shower and get ready for my exams later. Quite &lt;i&gt;anxious&lt;/i&gt; to see what's e questions are like. *heartbeat races*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editted my blog here n there, and it looks ultimately cute! Especially the scrolling thing :P Nyeheh. And also i like most is the switching pics of mine. HTMLs is seriously my life.&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 1 today as you all know. After that maybe going out to do my hair or a lil shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current doing: Trying to figure out a math sum. If you're bored or something, try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Topic: Indices. (No calculator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;540=2²x3³x5&lt;br /&gt; 72=2³x3²,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using this 2 equation. Find out the smallest integer, t, such that 540t is a perfect cube.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I figured it out. All d best :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116276167661102261?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116276167661102261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116276167661102261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116276167661102261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116276167661102261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-minute-updates.html' title='Last minute updates.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116274393645708729</id><published>2006-11-06T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:59:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Interesting</title><content type='html'>Haha. Check this out. Porn Musical. Listen to the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W_DQgJAkQ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W_DQgJAkQ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="180" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is e end. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iQi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116274393645708729?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116274393645708729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116274393645708729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116274393645708729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116274393645708729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-interesting.html' title='Something Interesting'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116271577856074117</id><published>2006-11-05T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T16:36:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to: Sexy Back - J.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling: Wanna groooooooooove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am not going out later because i have to study. More of like practice my Math for now. Tomorrow paper is Maths Paper 1. So yeah. Just need to know the formulas and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;So daddy,mommy,lil bro n sis will be going out gettin money. (urgh) And I am left with my maid and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;HE is out with his cousins i guess. Jalan rayer as usual. I am planning to rebond my hair soon. I dunno just to change e hairstyle once in a while. At least I wont get bored iwth my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Key to make sure people wont get tired of ur face is change your appearance (not literally with plastic surgery!) but more to like a reasonable measurements like hairstyle most of the time. =) Or sometimes piercings enhance certain looks. Haha.Not everytime though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later planning to ask Shir to come by or me go there to study. Really need to drill her n myself to. Other than that I miss HIM. That's just it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;No more updates. Later when e day end, I shall add more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116271577856074117?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116271577856074117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116271577856074117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116271577856074117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116271577856074117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-for-today.html' title='Just for today.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116271088149272501</id><published>2006-11-05T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:14:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff's happened.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Listening To: Promiscuous Girl - Nelly.F Ft Timberland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Reason: Just feeling sexy for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Woke up damn early (to me). Around 915am. Heard my mom's voice at 8 plus actualli. Slept at 3 yesterday. So imagine me been woken up at around that time! UrgH! So not me. When i woke up, i got stained! Or i stained my shorts. I was like wtf. It was like quite a lot . OMG. (am referring to my period). So well, by hook or by crook i have to get out of bed and quickly clean myself up. SO cleaned myself, washed those dirty shits and got ready. Didn't get breakfast due to overreacting ulcers. Under e tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So helped with my mom with whatever i cud help. And cleaned e Barbie Doll house that is looking like is a haunted house. Seriously. The next few hours till 4 plus was watching videos of Princess Hours on YouTube. So that I wudn't need to watch it next week and guess what's e ending like. Shirin n Syasya came at around. 4.30pm plus. Around there. And I have to get ready here and there. Chatted n stuff. SO after tat, my lil sis's frens came over and e usual stuff. As hosts, I believe to entertain all of them in one way or another. Be it am too shy or introvert at times due to my mood n my PMS. I didn't get to talk to them much. So after e gals left, my cousin n e fam came. And suddenly, a whole group of more than 20 came. Apparently, it's my sis n my frens( a long story). So saw Wan,Syafiq,A'an,Brisco(i think dats how its spelled),One flirtatious girl(bitch),and e others all UNKNOWN. Sissy said wan was looking at me all d time. Really sweet but who knows how true. So being e great host (haha) as always, entertained them. Let em do e Karaoke. And blah blah. Eat and all. I miss those crowds. They didn't stay long. So they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After that, kak shireen(mom's fren) came with e kids. Seriously they are adorable. And yayah n mama came with e kids. OMG. My house was like Toddler's paradise (cause their age does not gauge more than 5). Then that's when my fren Salman came over with his frens. They were so quiet. Nothing was amusing. Urghh. Then, they went off after eating and all. Then HE came. with Doink,Najib n Madan. Heehee. They were the last batch. Thank God. Around 9 plus I was yawning most of e time. So when they left. This is what am doing. Phew. That was really loooong. Tiring.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;iQi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116271088149272501?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116271088149272501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116271088149272501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116271088149272501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116271088149272501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/stuffs-happened.html' title='Stuff&apos;s happened.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116254368299213246</id><published>2006-11-03T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:48:03.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head's up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling a lil bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was thinking of my future. I still hope that I can make it for Poly. I must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me n HIM is a lil sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nemore updateS? Right now no. Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just I think am chickening out from e belly piercing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I can use the money to do my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or erm.. buy clothes. Games &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116254368299213246?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116254368299213246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116254368299213246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116254368299213246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116254368299213246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/heads-up.html' title='Head&apos;s up.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116249654157608794</id><published>2006-11-03T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T03:42:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't bathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Current song: Going  Crazy -Natalie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Feeling: Head pretty groggy with flu. And sore throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Goddamit i dunno hat happen. Feeling sick all day and seriously. THIS SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Saturday having open house. WeeWee. At last another open house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I miss HIM. HIM HIM HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;My tummy is always bloated. never slim. Is it my food intake or is it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I dun wanna think shit. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Craving for Ben n Jerry's as usual. Gaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Other than that not much updates. I wanna sleep soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;This head is hurting real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;iQi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116249654157608794?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116249654157608794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116249654157608794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116249654157608794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116249654157608794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/didnt-bathe.html' title='Didn&apos;t bathe.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116237401242759941</id><published>2006-11-01T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:40:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;At 7 am sharp before i wanted to bathe, told my dad i lost my entry proof and suddenly he began searching and called me. ta-dah he showed me e entry proof. Lol. I was so happy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;all the weight of problems lifted up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Amazingly, what I studied for Bio came out in the paper just now. I was glad me and Shir managed to spot the questions. Lala. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;HE apologised to me. Btw, I changed my number due to receiving big bundles of anonymous calls and sms-es. freaky, irritating and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Have a fren (chinese) , that i knew fro the Private candidate exam time. We clicked instantly. She's getting married this Friday. Sunday is her wedding dinner. She invited me but I am not very sure if i can make it due to exams on monday. o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's a really nice fren to hang around with. Open-minded, straight to e point and very friendly and reasonable. A good fren if you treat her e way u want u to be treated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Other than that, About one BITCH. SHE , i hope gets pregnant and kicked out of e house! OOF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I am spose to go out today to get a belly piercing and guess what? thanks to Shir (LOL) sleeping and we have to postpone it. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Other than that.. nothing and i'll update soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love. iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116237401242759941?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116237401242759941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116237401242759941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116237401242759941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116237401242759941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-happened.html' title='What happened.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116232603704152179</id><published>2006-11-01T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T04:20:37.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Pfft* Seriously Screwed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Big time WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost my entry proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which is essential for e blardy exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ARgh damn it fuck! Someone moved them ard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now i have to face my doom tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously my day today was a fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Studied (n still studyin) at shir's place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;then came back at ard 1215am just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HE scolded me. I apologised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to make things better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HE asked for a break up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cried. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that ignore ALL his calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now 3 am tryna study. The time i figured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;out that i lost m entry proof. n TADAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bad day. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;iQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116232603704152179?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116232603704152179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116232603704152179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116232603704152179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116232603704152179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/pfft-seriously-screwed.html' title='*Pfft* Seriously Screwed.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116228729557027477</id><published>2006-10-31T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:34:55.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok. I am gonna grab some food after this entry. After that brush my teeth again and change my clothes. Later on heading to Shirin's place as we are suppose to study till 10 pm tonight. I hope I can cram all the facts at last minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow is my &lt;em&gt;Bio paper&lt;/em&gt;. Hope all e best for me. Omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Having trouble with my computer cookies. Its still not activated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways, to those who read mine, feel free to tag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I shall try to animate my blog with my pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love iQi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116228729557027477?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116228729557027477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116228729557027477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116228729557027477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116228729557027477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36881058.post-116228670576759489</id><published>2006-10-31T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:25:05.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First ever Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;First Ever Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok since this is my one &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and only the first entry. I just wanna say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; my blog is still under construction. Sorry for the inconvenience caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36881058-116228670576759489?l=-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116228670576759489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36881058&amp;postID=116228670576759489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116228670576759489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36881058/posts/default/116228670576759489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ironyoflife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-ever-entry.html' title='First ever Entry'/><author><name>fudgeiQi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424638857343698280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/iqibaby89/Shopping1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
